The
cry of the nation
In
the air; in the woods
In
the waterfalls; in the hills
Along
the streams and rivers
Do
the messages pass it through?
Do
the people wake up to realize it?
Are
they still sleeping in addiction?
The
drugs induce minds dreaming?
The
hidden lines of drawing
Taking
up in silent mode
As
the people are still sleeping
They
don't realize the costs
Though
when they wake up
They
will complain of the rising costs
Before
they kept silence receiving paltry aids
Now
they see it
The
wealth of the nation
Work
hard by the people
Steal
by a few in dodgy deals
Now
they see it
Cry
of the nation
Don't
let her fall in pieces
Throw
away our addiction
Strike
a match let the light glow
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