as i walked the murky sands,
feeling the pangs of life...
things which crossed beyong my hands,
cut and bled my heart like a knife.
i can only feel pain,
for those who cry and suffer...
and hate is all they gain,
those who beg to differ.
i just wanna kill,
them like maggots feeding on another's flesh...
the only way for those who will,
to rid the waste and start afresh.
------ This is how i feel now... looking at India --> its politics, corruption, deception, hatred, communalism, poverty. Where are the times where all the ppl were happy ? Why has money become of such importance in life ??
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