I need some lion-hearted people,
Who can roar and tell,
Against inhumanity we are,
For justice and equity we are.
Are there anyone nearby?
Please say goodbye,
To your coward self and get higher,
Suffocating the fear.
Whenever my voice raise I,
I do not see any good soul nearby,
Then I ponder over,
Am I at fault here?
Like beasts they are acting,
By recklessly dishonouring,
The just and the esteemed ones,
Crushing them like ants.
All are blind with healthy eyes,
So is their conscience,
Brutal Shylocks breathe all over,
Harassing those we hold most dear.
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