running dog
The running dogs
In the circle of a track
They bark and run
The sound can be heard
With numbers on their backs
They chase after the power
They chase for the master
With a whip sitting on his chair
The cronies get into the act
They go publishing all kinds of narration
For the money going into the business
They keep on singing praises
They forget the “wages of sins.....”
Every time they pray then they forget
The cronies think they are favored ones
Nothing will fall on them
If only they read history
If only they understood it well
The tyranny will fall badly
When people rise to get their rights back!
The running dogs
Barking chasing the empty rabbit
With encouragement from the whip
They run for the master
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