We see terrorism,
We see terrorism,
We are yet to find its reason,
That turn against common man,
That turn against justice,
Still, they have a happy life,
Without providing the solution for any issues,
Managing with a terrible mind,
Managing like a bloodhound,
And make free State on a nation,
Like a milk offered to the child,
With hundreds of dead insects in the milk.
06-12-2018,1.19 AM, Kadammanitta, Copyright Protected.
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