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No Great Cause Behind This Murder

When the wind killed the tree
And the blood leaked through its branches
The sun was setting deep down the forest glen
The other trees circled the fallen and dead
They held their breaths and knew what was next
The sky turned so red, it matched the liquid of life
Pouring on the earthy ground where the innocent lie
Why? Asked the fathers, the mothers and friends
why has the forest chosen their loved ones their end?
This day has come to an end, there’s no one to kill
but when this awful terror will come to a halt?
I accuse them of a murder, but still they run free
Is it really acceptable for people to kill
If the almighty man wants someone to die?