My skin withered
Wrinkled with stresses
Of prejudice and greed.
Voices echo: sand dust
Against religious zealots
Historical fissures
Shroud deserts holy cradle.
My skin withered
Wrinkled with stresses
Of prejudice and greed.
Voices echo: sand dust
Against religious zealots
Historical fissures
Shroud deserts holy cradle.
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