Police of anarchy sardined
in lecture theatres,
Report lies to their masters
In towers of death
Owls' evil eyes dogging preys
In every corner
Furnishing traps of shame
For whoever says 'NO'
Security cries for security-
In quest for haven
Echo of cures haunts the nation
Breaking the silence
Came forth the silent voice
Out of the rubble
Ushering the voiceless
To the centre of chaos
Rumours of smudging fame
Orchestrated by the APES
Eagerly intend to harm - to
please the dwellers of TOWER
Tossing and turning for decades-
the BEARERS of INTELLECT, the outcasts
At that remote cold towns, in the exile -BEACONS
landed carrying tomorrow's DREAM
Note: profsecureta= professors who are hired by NISS
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem