A drop of blood spreads its self onto my cheeck
nothing more can be done for me
my moment of truth has come and gone and now ive lost my chance to speak
The blade of a thousand stories slices its way into my flesh not a moment to soon
while i make my last requests to my king that brings me salvation
hmmm like it very much... inspiring a lot...it's very sweet and professionally done this poem with deep idea... yeah I am not wrong if I again say it that you are good poet with new subjects to express... sharing it if you will also like my expression of love based peace thoughts also( a friendly smile is the best weapon of war to fight with.... afzal shauq ) I am sure my this famous say will be satisfying your every worry about the humanity and social life and even friendship...yeah is the only answer to your questions raising in your mind about the happiest collective life.... yeah... we belong to same family of Adam...and we are true cousins..good friend...go on and on...