He
croaks for a while
Out
from the pond of murky water
He
finally says something right
If
only he doesn't hide in the shadow
A
steady hand is needed
The
affairs of the nation wait
It
mustn't be allowed to deteriorate
The
painted canvas can't shake it free
The
militant groups will sway
Drug
the minds stop the reasoning
The
web of lines connecting to a cause
The
religious politics downfall of many
The
time to be free
It
lies in our minds
We
can't allow a red card
We
have too much at stake
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