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In our streets, where shadows fall,
The cries of truth, a clarion call.
Corruption’s grip, a vice so tight,
We rise against the darkest night.
Lie, conceal, distract
Lie, conceal, distract
Lie, conceal, distract
The power, the lies, in politics deep,
Where promises made are often cheap.
The leaders boast, their words like chains,
But we see through their false refrains.
Unity Alliance, they shout and scream,
But behind closed doors, they plot and scheme.
Our land, our water, our sacred trees,
They sell our future with such ease.
Lie, conceal, distract
Lie, conceal, distract
Lie, conceal, distract
Intruders’ shades, they fear and blame,
But it’s their own hearts that bear the shame.
Our beige, our pride, they claim to guard,
Yet it’s their souls that they’ve marred.
Lie, conceal, distract
Lie, conceal, distract
Lie, conceal, distract
The crowns of gold, they falsely wear,
While future doctors despair.
Their wisdom sold, a heavy toll,
For an election game, a sordid role.
They barter souls for walls of fame,
Spin tales too wild to tame.
Silent witnesses, mute and resigned,
To the games that leave them confined.
Lie, conceal, distract
Lie, conceal, distract
Lie, conceal, distract
Lie, conceal, distract, repeat…..
Exam centers seized, paper leaked,
Unfair means, not so unique.
Yet, the outcry of millions strong,
Asks why NTA’s silence prolongs?
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shrey
I like to discuss very deep about all human qualities. And when the question rises "WHY" behind the consequences that we have accepted as a very simple or general phenomena. I love to discover that WHY.
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Comments (1)
The repetitive lines added a lot of emphasis. Loved your poem