The young nibble on crumbled grains
Mother strain on the scar of her sacrifice
Father paints his colourless marrow
It's been a long lone walk
Our foot is tired
Our mind is restless
Our wall is feeble
Our tooth is falling apart
The sun no longer scorch
Because it's now our life
Because it's called the norm
Because our scent faded
Our leaders failed us
Our fathers failed us
Ourselves failed us
Your choice disrupted the script
You failed to nurture a true principle
You blamed others for you
Save the cry and stop singing
Stop the whirlwind and save the sail
Stop dreaming and start living
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