This art of law, beneath politic flows
Supreme-power , on this state of lorn
An idle norm, it’s a worthless vote
This hideous joke, a democrat’s call
People stuck by this state of life
Another teaser but you feel 'Right'
All these dreams, all these colors
The vows they make,just unseen strikes
Jobless lads on hunger strikes
Floating rupee, in days it’ll dive
Tears of mass in everdays life
these just words, not a lasting light
If you can do it better than them
If they can do it better than him
Why does it feel like a hopeless dent?
With dominant rulers and a country for rent
two more dramas, a film is a plus
for public service, now fame is a must
A prank of a clown, and this wounded trust
Whom are you kidding, this pain or the guts?
Years of hatret and a history of blood
Now its done, but the glory is blunt
Souls of soldiers will haunt your lungs
Victory is ours and it belongs to none
Absurd speeches, fractured dreams
Swaps through sides and pointless deeds
Money now matters, when duty on leave
Save my country before it bleeds
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