Nisarg Sukhadeve
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I went to the church
Sought for a priest
Because I was in lurch
Strength was the least
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I hope for the day when the clouds would form
And cover up this world filled with sinful norms
Of hatred and darkness that add up to a storm
And shred the heaven till the hell would form.
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No one ever waits and looks for a moment
to that thing which is eating the world of peace
No one ever stops to notice that change
which is and will transform the world in ease
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Self-Anathema
I went to the church
Sought for a priest
Because I was in lurch
Strength was the least
Fear had to follow
Courage was hollow
The present was timorous
And the past was vicious
There's a rise in my self-anathema
Life has become a prank
And I've become a crank
There's a rise in my self-anathema
Character has lost its rank
And sins have filled a tank
There's no stop for that self-apoplexy
Looking for peace has become obligatory
Wasted many lives of countless nonentity
Now I have to pay back for oaf notoriety
There's a rise in my self-anathema
Life has become a prank
And I've become a crank
There's a rise in my self-anathema
Character has lost its rank
And sins have filled a tank
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