By our negligence, rose in blood
A mistake brought, in death like flood
Though we know, death will grab us
We hate each other, as if unknown
A thirst for land, we all do plan
Puts us in a position, of a stud
It is necessary, for our future
We all plod, like an elephant
Though destroyed, by enemy and nature
We must grow again, like a new bud
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