Bewitching Smile
Do not cry more my child
No more thoughts of bilk
Betrayal is this world’s rites``
Bewitching smile is its dress
Somewhere in this world of perfidy
I kept forgetting my songs of lullaby
Even the breast milk you drank
Tasted the sadness of this treachery
You had grown drinking it
Gained the knowledge of knowing it
Still you are weak to oppugn
Bewitching smile is its gown
They are here who acts like near
They are here who betrayed your mother
They have wealth and they have power
They reborn with merciless eyes and ears
Do not cry more my child
Try to forget and forgive
Betrayal is this world’s rites``
Bewitching smile is its dress
We have the color of black soil
We have the power of Black Panther
They may fire our dreams and hope
But we will resurrect for a great reap
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