The saga of bloody hours <br />Soldier aiming the soul of mutt, <br />To lean on the wall of freedom, <br />But the pitiless war won't end, <br />Until the wave of unity rise, <br />My lips will spell out those words, <br />To level the miracles of lord, <br />The people will march till the end, <br />for they had sin to glory, <br />The saga was rightfully ours, <br />But we vamoose our dreams, <br />The blessing was from century, <br />And the curse was from the beginning, <br />But the crisis not ready to leave us, <br />The enemies will long war, <br />And the force will pressure high, <br />As we were angry, <br />God alone was enough to protect us, <br />But we settle very thing, <br />The rain will flow down with fish, <br />In the name of our lord, <br />The star will dwell in our head high, <br />To ember the darkness of an anger freak, <br />He hear our cries, <br />For we praise upon him, <br />The fang will break the gold of our sin, <br />For love was left for us, <br />As we were poor and needy, <br />To make him proud of what we were. <br /> <br /> <br />By Nehemiah Theophylus Haokip <br />Date of Birth 28-12-1997 <br />Address 40 V/C Vaivakawn, Zotlang, Aizawl, <br />Mozoram <br /> <br />Email ID alexhaokipkips@gmail.com <br />Website: www.potmopi.blogspot.com <br />Contavt No; +919612146556<br /><br />Nehemiah Theophylus Haokip<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-saga-of-the-bloody-hours/
