O pen, move in such a way that you bring revolution in the country.
Let the spirit of patriotism be awakened in the colors of the heroes.
Those who want to earn their living on politics
teach them a lesson to do something for the country
You create a new history of love like this
Why forget all the enemies and make them yours?
Those who are eating countless bullets on their chest
Shower flowers for them sometimes
Who says only bullets produce sparks?
O pen, you also shower embers, show your worth.
Don't stop, keep writing like this in the middle.
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