A stroll passes by among us
Causing fear and agony
Leaving its mark
On ones it comes in contact with
Pain and agony in the eyes
with whom it lies
Hurting the hearts and lungs
Laying many in the grave
Taking victory
When laments are sung
Nobody yet knows where it transpired from
Nor do they know how to invalidate it.
- Adeline Barbara D'vaz
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