The cry of the people

Civilization is burning in the fire of gunpowder, 

Black clouds in the sky

Flying in the air. 

In the conflict of power, 

Demonic joy, 

A demonic breath across the chest of the earth. 

When I open my eyes, I see only 

War and war, 

Languageless silence, 

Angry with protest. 

Blood of innocent people is flowing, 

Dying on the way and at the pier by poisonous gunpowder. 

Humanity is cruel

No life’s pulse, 

Today, 

People’s cry is heard across the world