Monday, January 6, 2020

why? O why?

They come, they go,
It's perpetual, happening
Since long ago.

The face change, people bows,
on stage they pose
But they're deranged,
Nothing has changed
Sucking the bloods like 
Vamps, so close.

None is bothered,
We are tattered,
Our emotions speak,
But it's so bleak,
No one listens
To the prayers,
They just hasten.

We shall roar,
At their door,
 The freedom only will suffice,
The freedom to speak,
The freedom to see,
The freedom to live life i like.
The freedom to the way i die.

We shall be heard,
By that herd,
Our suffering and pain 
Won't go in vain,
We shall win the cause.
Shall we make a clause
To be together and fight
Coz freedom is my right.

I may live or I may die,
Never you stop asking them
Why?
O, why?

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