Some years ago
In a small town
No blood was so white
No heart was so brown
A dirty brain played
The dirtier divide game
And nothing could be built
No smile remained the same.
Today that town has not 2 but 20
The greenery weeps n fumes
A sea of false facades
The air spells doom
The poison has spread so thin
that in the hour of need
When you would want to find feet
Wouldn't have a face to face or have a shoulder to weep
Today I see the same darkness
creeping upon a neighbouring nest
Discard the rotten apples
Before they spoil the rest
Let mockery be used as strength
Against accusations share the key to unite
The jittery in those rotten then
Will make for a happy sight
Build and construct bonds
is what the mantra should be
Let the shallow, the corrupt minded
be what best they can be
Let's strengthen our minds and open our hearts
Unholy saints can browbeat
Let's break the spell, bring us out of this hell
Together we can lead
-- लिपिका
