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No man’s land
They call it no man’s land,
Their nobody treads and nobody dares to stand,
Because it belongs to nobody,
Neither this side, nor that side, and there I saw somebody,
Standing there, looking at it from every side,
And it neither sulked nor made any attempt to hide,
But it said something with clear thoughts and in a very clear sound,
“This is where everything lies, but never nothing is found,
Because it is the no man’s land,
Created by man’s mind alone and not by the God’s hand,
Here lie trapped, and exiled emotions many, memories endless,
A region in a constant state of emotional lockdown ruled by sensations pitiless,
Because the side that owns the half, wants the other half too,
And the one that owns the other half, only believes one is always followed by two,
And the pull from one side is resisted by a strong push from the other,
But if you ask me about the no man’s land, just the land, one half is always missing the other,
Because both sides receive the same sunshine the same moonlight,
And ah in the summer, they witness the same and beautiful feelings of delight,
Same flowers, same wind, same smiles , same everything,
Except human feelings, the only opposing thing,
And here I stand exiled in eternity of no man’s land,
I am life, that has forsaken you all, the life that was created by God’s own hand,
Your wars lead to miseries, to untimely deaths, and to the creation of no man’s land,
Where one day you too shall just beside me, trapped in the eternity of forlorn stand,
Then let us stare at one another and forever,
Because in no man’s land, what gets in; leaves never!
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