It’s their long suffered pain of being deceived,
It’s their limit of obedience and slavery,
It’s their dispute against false promises of a lifetime.
It’s their protest towards a filthy system.
The little drops of water made a mighty ocean.
A phoenix rises from ashes of burnt hopes,
With loads of potential and anticipations,
Towards a change, Towards a clean-up much delayed.
Ravishing and Relevant!
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Thanks buddy!!
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