All crave & pray to the same evil
That will take away their life
Conqueror of thought & views
Demon of the night
All of us will die away
Repeat the same mistakes
History revisited, no rectification.
Same results, same commotion.
While the dead wither away from disease & hunger.
The prime leader grows in number
His supporters that will kill in his name
And the oblivious influencers are still busy chasing fame.
Give a generation a tool to fool them
And they will be fooled for life
Real meaning of life forgotten
Willing for self demise
Where are the reckless enigmas that would fight till the night
For things that stood for life?
Poetry, revolution, books, overhauls,
Music, love, thoughts, revolts,
Dance, brotherhood, debates, breaking the status quo.
Protests, chants, solutions, thunder bolts.
Where did they all wither away?
When did we make the mistake?
Of thinking life can be estimated by numbers?
And start giving attention to those dumb influencers
That stand for everything that is lame
Who poured water over the burning flame?
Spineless, inane, & chasing fame.
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