The battling humanity

When the battle is over
everything goes blur in fever
rattles of voice deafening the ears
in joyous victory the winner, one beliefs
in painful lost the loser, another beliefs

in the middle
humanity cries in agony unbearable.

mankind oh mankind
you share the same soul
a fraction of yours
is the spark of the loser
why the murder?
why the murder?
let me live, cries humanity loud.

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