Launchorasince 2014
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The Apocalypse


-when it rains blood

-in the dark night

-and then it comes the sun

-clear and bright


-When the bullets are aimed

-towards the shooter

-and the ones whom he shot

-are alive are voters


-when the dictator is the prisoner

-and the thief can be stopped

-when the happiness is not only in theater

-and pride is what we got


-when the child , his only concern

-his education , his mom and dad

-not the revenge

-that turned his life into misery into sad


-when my words turn to truth

-can be touched can be seen

-not like your lies not like your shity dream


-This is the apocalypse that will turn us to life.

Until then the fight won’t stop in the dark night

And the rain in it , the blood will be mine.