Why is a country called a nation,
When courts are only buildings,
Human rights inconvenient guidelines.
People trapped in worries and miseries,
As we lay prostate in a show of worship,
Religion teaches us such brands of ethics?
A New generation sorely in need of guidance,
Searching for the truest culture to be redeemed,
Safe haven from satanic vulture, in our origins.
Humbleness, truth and principles in great demand,
Goodness and tenderness, traits of holiness,
Now seen as threats to rulers? So revolutionary?
12/06/2014
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