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Oh my crystal tears,
To cry for humankind being miserable and sad
Both war and hunger
The wars about poor life and the ones with guns and bombs
People’s souls like the flying Autumn
I expecting the hungry and thirsty children will be full and happy
Don’t dream the drawn moon in the painting and hope a real cake!
I crying for the falling blood
I crying for ignorance
I crying for the orphanages
My tears became the painful diamond
When looking the world sinking into the sin
Robbing, killing, making whores, all bad things are rising
I crying, crying and crying for people coming to the end way
Love for others seems to be insensitivity
My tears couldn’t change anything
But my poetry, now, itself blooming the happy flowers
Hoping a beautiful tomorrow, the sun will rise in humanity’s heart.