the Elegy Their cries, their agonies never been addressed Their hearts bleed to death with an arrow of pain Those who do not posses respect, dignity and care will be summoned to death Nobody hears the sound of dropping tears from weeping eyes the Elegy� is merely a collection of those weeping hearts These days� angels visit no earth. They are gone missing Their curse is now present on earth Betrayal, calamity and revenge fills in blood carrying spoiling brains become inhumane. the Elegy� is what I saw what I felt and what I assumed and hardly imagined This is where I am, the Elegy�, a poetic songs Ever sung in the middle of an earth which lies between Heaven and hell the Elegy� brings passion to anger Peace to war Love to hatred White to black