The
fire
The
good and bad angel
It
is how we played in it
Once
we forget
We
will face death
There
is no two way
Live
with it
The
black angel or the white dove
It
is our carelessness on security
Beefing
it up trapped us in
When
the fire blossom around the building
There
is no escape route to run
We
make our own hanging rope
Tightening
around our necks!
The
fire in our eyes
Once
the days passed
We
will forget
The
lessons will be forgotten
Until
the next tragedy
Do
we need it again?
Will
the authorities spring into focus?
Go
and check every semester
It
will help others to stay on the alert
Don't
wait for tragedy to happen
By
then it is too late
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