The
tower of the mind
Once
it was uploaded and knighted
Now
the wayward sting
It
is hard to swallow
The
ruse of our times
Branded
and blended in divine
Absolutely
mixture without grace
A
hang on a puppet strings
The
history trying to erase
When
the mixture finally cooked
The
smell of the rotten receipe
The
lies and deceits for all to smell
The
game of divide and rule
“One
for you 3 for me
One
for the road
Nobody
will see”
Now
the circle returns
The
whirring sound
On
the land below the wind
The
can of worms crawling out
“It's
a long time waiting
Finally
we are getting our freedom
We
have to tell our stories
How
deceit make us slaves”
Do
we listen?
Maybe
we have and will
The
change for the Nation
As
history will be written
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