MY CRY

 

 

Oh, my dear nation!

My heart cries out loud

I can hear my blood weeping

Even deep within my veins

I have not stopped wailing for you

I can feel the agony of the citizens

Rising sharply daily like the sting of a bee colony

Look! Can you see how within four years

Mansions and castles are grown within and without

Designed like heaven on earth even without guilt

My eyes are dim with tears

Making my heart not to think about fear

Because I really care about my dear

The pears of the whole are taken in pairs

By the peers who were elected to make things fair

Rather they chose to chair

Forgetting their promises in the rare

“Ah! Eh!” is the song of the people

Even the cripple could not help but triple the cry

Whenever the oppression is doubled they rather try not to fright

 But to stand right so as not to be thrown aside in a five aside

 

Search, can you find?

Oh how rare it is like a precious pearl

To find an employee who served with his life

Sweating water and blood all day with low pay

Enduring all pain for 35years being drained

Building a duplex let alone an Estate

They are rather treated in a low state

Forgetting their dates and aggregates

Exhuming the commission and inflicting unfavourable conditions

Even the watchmen have become spies for the intruders

Justice has been blindfolded and bundled

And Truth has become a needle in the ocean eternity cannot find

Mercy is nothing but a scarce commodity

Empathy is nothing to exhibit

Ah! When will all these end?

 

The answer is doing nothing far less than crawling.