Human Rights and White Magic

Beating drums and playing trumpets Gods are called to get down to earth Brutalized shamans squat at the binary sides In between the valetudinarian and Devil dance when night comes A voice far away from the scene Closed ears for the justice Blindfolded subjects seem to be subdued Like prisoners of deceit Victims and valetudinarians are Commodity in the markets Gods from the heaven are Profit projected investors Humanity being bargained Chamber of the council Justice being balanced Collects evidence of evil Rights and justice It is now in a paradigm shift No more for the victims It is a kind of business But such a business Could be a shift for transcend Where the humanity and rights Are disappeared as a genocide In a time of everything violated No result, genuine hope of purified Time and space may be splendid Who would together and well mixed This is a white magic A bowl of interests cooks This is a place of power You cannot flee for ever Udaya R. Tennakoon