A warrior before, a justice now
A warrior before, a justice now'
I was born a warrior
In the far east of the Hoods
Where snakes kiss foods
And humans would still eat them,
Peace, love and unity leads...
Seems the story changed,
I know not myself anymore,
I am looking for me, -everyday'
The old me, has gone exiled
I am now living in newspapers
The whole city reads the new me
Oh dear world, help me find me
I can't be living in this sheath
It is not who I am, -Not me!
I wanted to stop the stoppers,
That was all I ever wanted,
Since Justice couldn't do justice
I turned to be a better justice
I have been killing them safely,
They call themselves politicians,
Even the priests of high religions
Blood is a thing for them'
There's so much joy frying their testis
There's another joy, burning them in their feast
I call it, -killing eves'
So many homeless citizens
So many paralyzed citizens
All because of their greed for wealth!
Until, someone finds the old me,
I live on, to keep fiddling them to grave.
(A salient prolific author...)