Made me worry day and night.
And when the tale unfold in pieces,
I vowed to battle for his long lost right.
----------- * ----------- * ----------
To the shock of my mind,
The times of sorrow took me behind,
Now I see why the yellow face on my mother stared.
----------- * ----------- * -----------
Robbed and looted, the poor man
Ditched into the ruined lands.
Things burnt and men too suffered.
Still they preached harmony on the barren lands.
----------- * ------------ * -----------
Like a gun shot in the air
He aimed for a goal in the blue
“I shall raise my voice
Against the corrupt and the vice.”
---------- * --------- * ---------
To be continued…
No comments:
Post a Comment