They need our sacrifice
We give them the power to play the game.
Then to whom do we blame?
We do surrender even without struggle.
Keep quiet; we used to sit cool and calm.
Then to whom do we blame?
ink, Paper pen, and human
They are buying everything they can.
Blood in the street is washing money down the drain.
putridity of Corpse, vanish by the status fragrance
Orgy of cruelty everywhere without shame
It's a new normal, as we are so tolerance
just, religion cast and anti-nation
Where is the health? Where is education?
Harmony, peace, and love are disappearing.
Who is dying nearby? Who is caring?
closed inside the malice cage,
just dancing to the leader's fame
Then to whom do we blame
The world is a market full of moonshine shade.
The financial value will determine your grade.
The disease is a business, and death is a trade.
I have seen people crying for a piece of bread.
but, TV studio, newspaper, and Twitter
Filled to the brim with hate thread
Don't shout; shut your mouth.
The king is sleeping, building the nation in a dream.
working hard for your butter and cream
hunger, Poverty, thirst, nothing at all
You must be a proud citizen, that's all.
Keep burning the nationalism flame.
Otherwise, you are a traitor, damn
We give them the power to play the game.
Let them play with our future and generation.
Don't cry. Don't cry. Be a little wise.
if we are puppets of politics.
to earn their bread. They need our sacrifice.
to earn their bread. They need our sacrifice.
#zakiansariquotes #life #politics #human
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