(Passing By) An Old And Raped Village

<br>Through boughs and leaves and stone on ground.<br>I feel a presence of evil, a silent sound.<br>An evil place once lovely and fair.<br>ItГЇs gardens are grey, sad voices of despair.<br><br>A village old, pillaged and raped.<br>All itГЇs houses are rotten or burnt.<br>Here are signs of battles of old.<br>Raided for the virgins and their gold.<br>From where cometh this evil air?<br>The pressing warning of danger.