My city burns
the leaves ashen, fall to heat
grain, dust never settle
and my numb people...
They bear the burden ov a countless deaths
faces a hopeless and grey

They walk a zombie walk
they talk in hushd tones; a grotesque talk
children dont run whn my city burns
they play the hangman game
a murderous axe hangs above
my city burns a slow death

My people lie in a drug haze
waters dont give us shining pearls
covered in red, they smell of fear, injustice
the sun eclipsed forevr, moon lends no helpng hand

My city burns and my people
they close the doors firmly
and celebrate the martydom
of the unborn and the living

My city burns...
My city burns.

I knw he's dyng. As each day dawns, it mite b hs last sunrise. As nite falls, he may nvr wake up again. I dnt knw hw to do ths anymore. With each second passng, i lose a bit of hm. My heart hurts real bad. I dnt sleep, i'd rathr listn to hm breathng all nite. Im so scared. Please. Dont make hm leave me. I dnt knw wht to do. Hw to stop hm frm leavng. Hw to stop u frm takng hm... I dnt knw

Dekho duur ik laash pari hai,

Chorahay k daa'en janib,

Konay pr sunsaan gali k,

Kachra kundi dekh rahay ho?

Us k pas lahu me luthri,

Khaak aaluda bikhri bikhri,

Ghair ya apna,kon hai janay!

Aao dekhein aur pehchanein,

Naqsh mita dalay goli ne,

Rangat khoon me doob gai hai,

Jaib tatolo,kia rakha hai?

Ye do khoon se tr gajrey hen,

Das das k 2 note rakhay hen,

Haath jo neechay dba hua hai,

Is ki sakht garift me kia hai?

Shayad hai school ka basta,

Jaib se ye kia jhaank raha hai,

Ik parcha hai,khat hai shayed,

Tooti phooti c urdu me,

Rang brangi pencilon k,

Sb rangon se likha hua hai,

"Aj jo bhooly basta mera,

Kutti ho jae gi tmse,

Taafi aur biscuit b lana,

Pyarey abu jaldi aana"

Missed.

Remembr how i once said, "u hav so many ppl around u, if one goes missing, u won't notice"?

Turns out, i was right.

Im writing a book. I jst dnt knw if i want ppl to read it.

Also, the Presidnt ov Pakistan, alng wth hs ntire govt body, is an idiot.