Its been so many years,
That now am feeling my tears
Going to break me down to fear,
Let me say this dear,
For many a times
To be sincere,
Always been in my ears
That what am feeling,
Is not really what am seeing,
My neighbour just became a saint,
Hope I said
That his neighbour was maimed,
Maybe its an illusion,
An infatuation of every situation
All through this nation,
Someone is killed,
The other is sealed,
Its now becoming a ring tone
With every semi tone, mega tone
And even skeleton
Fear, tears, years
All go down the drain.
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