The hope is still there,
For the green land.
The wish is still strong,
For the brown sand.
The air still whispers,
In the neglected village.
The path still mends,
Inspite of the carnage.
The duality is still there,
Despite your singularity.
The river is still there,
Despite the tragic drought.
Life is still there,
For death struggles in knot.

Tags: Irony, Hope, Belief

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