The basket going empty
Every
moment rising to the sky
The
clouds of dark and white
It
never comes to say why
The
city folks know
They
form the groups to say
How
our situation will be like
When
the government falls in silent mode
When
the statements come along
The
head forgets about legs and hands
The
way the methods go in our lives
Keep
on talking action takes a long while
By
the time we wake up
We
may not have the comfortable way of life
The
mistakes we keep doing it
The
change the rural folks seem in a daze
They
don't see their worth fall
They
still think they have the values
They
only see land and rice fields
They
don't see how they have lost
The
basket going empty
The
illegals come and mix
The
woes the nation will face
If
we don't see the change
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