Echoes of endless love stumble,
Humanity sobs in Myanmar
Hearts of all sank a lot.
World-conscience cling to silent part.
Blind, blind, All are blind.
Blunt conscience can't stand
Due to acute fascination for riches and power.
Ending of everything is inevitable
Distress and suffering must get
The shape of termination
With the passage of time
People must get united
To stand against inhuman torture one day or other.
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We agree with your observation but the problem of this multitude cannot be resolved overnight. It may take time but things will improve and the situation will change when the tortured revolt. With the passage of time People must get united To stand against inhuman torture one day or other.