Unfolding Thoughts

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When the sunshine wane to the west, in the horizon devoid of heat, Against the canvas of crisp blue sky, float memories both bitter and sweet; Of a floundering vagabond whose desires are dead and faith in destiny is flagging, Who is befuddled with his existence, meagrely sustaining his life by begging; Attired in rags, he embarks on his journey cursing destiny for his plight, Bursting...

Stung by the scorching heat, all the souls did wither, A village once vivacious became dotted with parched throats and pitchers; Catastrophic it was to see the mutilated bodies in the grisly vestige, Suffusing a miasma of outrageous fear, reeking of trauma with scream and screech; All the activities thwarted in this ephemeral yet abysmal consternation, Intensifying the sufferings of this diaspora,...