Believe It Or Not

Believe it or not ...cracy is crazy Remains turning time and again As one tosses coin on wind You know eyes of Mountain Everest These days are busy to have a look towards plain Crazy cracy is winding not thinking results wandering Past events are blowing trumpets Everywhere signs of failure May be they wise or unwise People demand, we need cracy and cry for Those who shared hot blood in this continent Still are poor, only earning 50 cents a day Forget to win war with curved swords and with spears Leave adamancy and do clean politics to reach Apex, with hoarse voice we give you always hot sit and People! What do you think about them? Poor ! they are ! flocks! only spill with driven force always Only their blood spills and floods in the dust To leave a stain to mother to be faint and shade tears martyrs they are also brave just to hung in photos It is true dear believe it or not Truth is always bespoken clear Believe it or not can not believe these days Spread statement in the air is whether true or not Cause air has been tired and has wound towards May be south or somewhere needs one day collision with Everest has a big chest to share and to bear wide thoughts Right thought to fumble key at old nights in winter As gives cold touch in finger, compel to raise open the door dark room enhances light dim to throw life for single night Believe it or not.... cracy is crazy Remains turning time and again As one tosses coin on wind.