by Koijam Pushpa
We fear not the death for one has to depart someday
Or the Black laws that breed brutish ends
But we loathe the victimization and untimely demise,
The laws cost to the beautiful untamed lives
Equipped with arms, the foes are ready to fight
Notorious militant and the military occupant collide
The tussle then gets entangled
The non-belligerent stand as mere spectator
Then when far and wide, are the Khakis
The frisking, patrolling and the shootings
A "Fear Psychosis" infused into our minds
The sound of bullets ain't no lullaby ...Read More
We fear not the death for one has to depart someday
Or the Black laws that breed brutish ends
But we loathe the victimization and untimely demise,
The laws cost to the beautiful untamed lives
Equipped with arms, the foes are ready to fight
Notorious militant and the military occupant collide
The tussle then gets entangled
The non-belligerent stand as mere spectator
Then when far and wide, are the Khakis
The frisking, patrolling and the shootings
A "Fear Psychosis" infused into our minds
The sound of bullets ain't no lullaby ...Read More
