Troubbled - Poem by Uttam Biswas
What am I seeing arround me?
Dancing of Hayena's and killing of people in spree.
Killing people they feel free and care a dam,
What a hayenous day in country has come.
A question in my mind always arise,
A big Zero floats before my closed eyes.
It is not only my question
but question of all,
Wheather people to our country
in love has ever fall.
Isn't there a single brave man -
who'll call for a clear revolution
among sixteen crore?
Who'll speak for people
and in parliament 'll
take a righteous floor.
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