I was made in a community
Where most seeked unity
But hate flowed fluently
Filled with Ghosts and dried blood stains!

I was raised by the village, love wasn’t given mutually
But financial balances created separation
Anger left hearts vacant abusively!

Tears and blood stains are one and the same
When the rain falls it all washes away!

Memories filled with pain and seeds of vanity were planted
Prayers of sanity for humanity still haven’t been granted
But I am the community and the community planned this!

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