The to-be-born baby bribes its surgeon,
the Almighty demands money for a sermon,
the riches suffocated with the load of gold,
the poors are wrapped with the wet-cloth-fold,
red veins full of money echoes cruelty of laughter,
the rulers have become the killers in the mask of horror,
fundamental rights are raped with the political power,
who will save the country?
For a teary eye Who will shed a drop of tear??
Everyone is busy making black money!
The flower of freedom is charred in the light of meat eating sun…
For a breeze-dance we have fought , are we heading towards the bewitched dreams…
where our life brings to naught forever…
as long as the forever is……