Teargas Is Bottled Oxygen

Teargas is bottled oxygen
The genius who invented it
should be sanctified as saint
for bringing new form of air

the ones who use it on duty
are heartless angels of happiness
they bring joy to those starved
sadists in this world can laugh

teargas is new bottled oxygen 
that the powerful supply freely
the privileged poor get it by force
to stop them from complaining

Teargas, teargas your  creator
must be adored while on knees
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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