Black Organ

Been dropping the redness into my heart
But this organ of blackness doesn't gets start
Pumping the air of love to get rid at last
The illness of rust is prevailing so fast
Been bubbling the cotton of love in my chest
Been blooming the dry heart ;out of rest
Been brushing the tangled veins of my heart
Been stumbling to face the reckless blast
The blossom of springing red love
Been sticking the wings on my dead dove
Watering the bone dry pitch of my heart
Escaping the curse of my gloomier past.

Its time we stop

Enough of your shrill scream

Enough of your crushed dream

No more pain, no more wounds

No more dying every day.

Enough of their oppressive weight

Enough of their suppressive hate

No more darkness, no more ache

No more dying every day.

Enough of waiting for that day

When you won’t die every day.

we should really look after the stray animals and look out for the real life monsters that are hurting/beating those poor, silent souls. we have to start speaking out. If you keep your mouth shut today, then tomorrow don't question; standing among those evil, heartless monsters. Lets create  a healthy life for creatures we live with :). STOP animal abuse.