In the cities and streets,
Souls of every species stand,
Erect like bill boards.
They sway and give out laughter,
Piercing the ears of the deaf.
Maps are drawn and directions given,
Ending nowhere on the planet.
Covenants are sealed
And green grass lies flat in the field.
The ground is the witness,
Of the heavy treading twins.

In couple of minutes, a woe is created,. A burning coal is produced,
Cannot be camouflaged.
Sheep plead for...