Innocent Terrorists
As days become months
And months become years
Wickedness journeys from sector to sector
Permeating through the resilient borders
Of both the thick and the thin
Imagine an institution
Where people are only taught to read and write
And they wrote
And were tagged terrorists
What a set of terrorists
Who only fight with ink in a blank?
In a system where injustice prevails
And everybody stands at ease
How has injustice eaten the bread of the winner
Managerial lapses swept under the carpet without remorse
Irrational decisions reached without intuition
Yet hidden behind the closed doors of the senate
Who shall speak for the voiceless?
In a society where destinies no longer matter to so called leaders
The fate of the young being managed within the ambit of political gambling
And careers of future leaders being tossed like the dice of a coin
I cry in unknown tears
For the future is now a political propaganda
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