Free Kashmir
Bodies all dusted.
Choices all busted.
Voices all gusted.
Rights all rusted.
The schools like barracks.
The play fields like Graveyards.
Buried all freedom lied in the backyards.
Speaking a word here brings you thousand hazards.
Calling themselves doves are all Jeopard's.
with due regards to all nationalistic retards.
I want to say that Free Kashmir is on the cards.
Copyright © Kamran Rashid | Year Posted 2018
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