“Where am I? Where am I?
I’m deepness of streaming on my bed”.
“Oh pain! Oh pain! Someone poked me;
A flying physician injects me”
Though painful, heart denied its killing,
Since it’s my blood’s blood.
Craving with unreasonable affection, I don’t hit it.
Because I feel that flying doctor as myself.
In this crooked world of worthless blood relationship.
His relationship makes me proud blood relation worthy.
Even kiths and kin fight for lands, without realizing;
That six feet land is enough for eternal sleep.
Land doesn’t demand blood, but dropped blood is shed
Cause less, in the same of blood relations.
Worthless fight for worth full land;
Both sharp knife ne’er leap opposite
Awake from the sleep! Awake from the sleep!
Don’t waste blood unnecessary.
“Where is my blood? Where is my blood?
It is nowhere, but my temporary brother’s food”.
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