WAVES OF FATE..
Patched in this trap
with our fates lined
on a swinging rope
we hummed the songs,
of fear in our hearts
and submitted our case
upon the table stand of injustice.
with our fates lined
on a swinging rope
we hummed the songs,
of fear in our hearts
and submitted our case
upon the table stand of injustice.
We stand on this trial ground
to sign our fears for death;
cleaning our faces with rags of poverty as economic strangulation, wrangled around our
peoples bony necks:
we consoled our land
and looked into the
eyes of fate.
We subscribed out from mental slavery
and cleared the bushes of fear,
our bellies we feed with bravery
and casted lots for justice,
not afraid to die by homicide.
We matched in millions
one by one with armours of justice in our hearts,
like villians of fate
victims in our own land,
servants of our own heart
slaved by those we lifted on high ground.
We stand before the face of history
we stand before this waves
like heroes of fate not slaves of thieves,
sniffing the scents of the grave;
Thou imprisoned of our rights
our watery mouths won't cease to fight,
upon the grave yard of our soul
until the waves blow through the barns of our heart.
we consoled our land
and looked into the
eyes of fate.
We subscribed out from mental slavery
and cleared the bushes of fear,
our bellies we feed with bravery
and casted lots for justice,
not afraid to die by homicide.
We matched in millions
one by one with armours of justice in our hearts,
like villians of fate
victims in our own land,
servants of our own heart
slaved by those we lifted on high ground.
We stand before the face of history
we stand before this waves
like heroes of fate not slaves of thieves,
sniffing the scents of the grave;
Thou imprisoned of our rights
our watery mouths won't cease to fight,
upon the grave yard of our soul
until the waves blow through the barns of our heart.
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