O little
Animals, Wake Up!
When do you
want to wake up, o little animals?
When do you
want us to stop calling you cannibals?
When do you
intend to change that perpetuated masses
To an
inspiring and amazingly world of permanent masters?
The creator
has given high rank intelligence
But due to
your unusable apt and disobedience,
You always
seek to suite and sit on the fence.
You were
once under foreign calamity
But now free
because of your passion and courage.
Now, tell me
when to be free from internal cage.
Don’t you
think that it is high time we compose a send forth song
To those
corrupt and ruthless leaders
Putting
themselves on a comfortable ladders.
Those that
when it is time for vote
Will be seen intact and flooding in all the
coast.
Time the
unknown become known
And the
unjust become just for a day.
This is the
time when they will be using conch
To talk that
they are ready for the coming cost.
Seeing this
to be massive as masses,
We then
become posed
Forgetting
the unpleasant precede.
The leaders
win and secede.
Later, it
seems somehow profiting
In their
idiotic and stupid eye posture.
STOP THAT
MASSES, STRIKE ALL MESSES.
Why don’t we
ask for our money?
And stop
behaving like a honey
Seen only
where things are sweet.
Then when
things change and become sour
We rain
blessing mixing with curse.
We then
begin to blame our leaders
For the
strange and sudden murder.
Take away
your mind from that nothing
And think of
becoming a keeper
And ready to
take something.
These
leaders are selfless
And not
ready to be stranded.
But you are
always careless
And not
ready to let them be flooded.
With the
tide of the ocean.
You always
say they are always there
And your own
lives are always pegged.
It is now
the appropriate time for the little animals
To relocate
their brains and senses
And reach
for the top and no more the power of stop. (To be continue)
#TIMFAR#
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