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I accuse

I accuse ..... Part 3 My elder brother who instilled in me The impetuous rage for music and its ecstasy Let me thrill,bog down in quicksand He commenced imbibing the Holy Koran and understand Parents who pamper their children's avarice Acquire them the latest inessential extravagance Disdain to sow in them the worth of morality Never sullied their lips with such formality Teachers who their pupils skull stuff Promulgate a lot of a grip not enough Fail to dissect their must-have for heartfelt loyalties In authentic scoundrels and wolves in sheep's clothings Like cocky peacocks strut through the grounds On allegiance,they read the last rites Tear their identities or stomp on flags Yet could medications be of any use For those a whole epoch has abused ?

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