The system..
. A dearth of feelings, an urge to surpress.. a theme often said, a little less expressed.. Where lies the truth..? It's hidden behind the bars, Shattered by democracy, rusted by scars.. where lies the wisdom..? Did dollar gulp it down..? If mighty had no color, Then,why white is to brown..? and,How did they kill..? The innocence of life, How can customs decide, the fate of a chid..? A system of evil, Taken enough toll, In this warfare for freedom, Death will take us all.. Oshan..