This year is a unique year
A cursed year.
Tears have been our daily bread
Death is hoovering people,
Our loved ones.

This year is full of catastrophe.
Them baby innocent souls be snatched,
Those who have to be a shield of their life
Have turned to be a spear to stab.

Say this no more again
But I’m afraid after four years we will be darkened again.

Leap year, the year of tragedy.