Sudden death
It's so easy to say
Write out in report
Nothing to probe
The police officers
How clean are your souls?
Every time we hear
Indians died suddenly
In lock up
The police image
It's severely dented
The wrong publicity
It makes the nation cry
Where are your consciousness?
When you pray do you understand what you say?
Compassion for another human being
Though he may commit crimes of first degree
Do the right thing
Search your soul know what you do
Bashing the defenceless inmates
You call it justice
No Sir
You should find reasons
Physical abuses and tortures
To get a confession is a crime
Don't you know?
The headaches for all of us
Tarnishing our images our values
And the country crying in shame!
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