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There was many starving faces
Apart from luxur apart from graces
Some were suffering some were crying
Situation was pathetic they all were dying
There was nothing to give them cheer
They were totally grasped with fear
Trash was their heaven of life
And life is killing them as knife
There was many wrinkled faces
Apart from luxur apart from graces.
There life is not life but a hell on sword
They are still waiting for mercy of lord
Silence is there with deep down pain
They are filled flaws and totally insane
There was many starving faces
Apart from luxur apart from graces