Independence breeds pure stupidity
and drunkeness.
The smoke in the air
is billowing with anger.
The result
of this celebration,
is a man
kicking sand
into a child's face.
He inhales,
sand enters his lungs,
takes his last breath away.
The last glimpse of life
is the greatest sunset,
everlasting,
diminishing
before heavy eyelids.
His tragedy is marked
by explosions.
The signal
of death's arrival.
The last memories
of an unfulfilled life.
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