Scared of the coloured owls.

The wave of anxiety grips me
I can’t express my fears anymore
But let you know ,
O people of the Red land
I want you to know
Whenever hopelessness engulfs you
Whenever coloured owls scare you
Know that below it all lies…. your field of Daffodils
And He alone will take care
To turn the land of red into yellow of my Daffodil
For he took care of your blood under the graves

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