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A Forever Sleep
Hopes, Hopes, Hopes,
Dreams, Dreams, Dreams,
As the day goes by and on its feet,
As the sun keeps trying its best and shine,
And a life that is still worth living and is joyful,
A world filled with laughter and not with crimes,
A word with rainbows shines through storms,
A world I love from the bottom of my heart.
But as the darkness rises at night,
And creatures trembling, filled with tears.
I still thought that that world exists,
But it was all just a blur image far from reality.
Everything was a blur.
As a creature know as humanity stole,
My family, and my home, our strength...,
With everyone’s horn was taken away,
Slaughtered and killed, we yelped helplessly,
Knowing our fate yet trying to survive,
And beat the devil, return from war.
But there was no home anymore
As my home turn into so-called farms and factory
Shape like rectangles' comes together,
Touching the inky turquoise sky
Fading slowly out of sight.
My kind is on the brink of extinction.
Bang,
I cried in vain,
I wasn’t sure how to react,
Shotgun and bullets exploding the sky
HELP………………………….
HELP………………………….
HELP………………………….
It was HELPLESS….
I was HELPLESS….
I was USELESS…….
The time has come, it was my turn to die
I have gone through the most significant trauma in life
In my head, that picture, that world still exists
Though even after knowing it wasn’t real...
It wasn’t real; it wasn't real, IT wasn’t real.
Imagine
As the grass slow danced until the morning
Sunflowers gracefully stood high,
Greeting the sun as he yawned
He rises over mountains and valleys.
Imagine
Creatures awaken from their beauty sleep,
As the wind sang a morning lullaby.
That's everyday life in the wilderness
Everyday life in the prairie of Africa.
Or the life I have hoped and dreamed,
The life that I had imagined wanting it to exist
Wishing it to exist so badly, really badly.
With tear forming into two rivers
Trembling and separating each second
Streaming down my two cheeks.
My legs trembling trying
To hold a weakened body
My horn was taken, hopefully,
My people can find their peace
In a forever sleep before vanishing…

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