Hey Mr, Master, Sir, Supreme Leader,
After last coma Come on!
Put a full stop! From the moment’s roof top
Today’s crying Death to Ruthless
Tomorrow’s its witness
Don’t fire on unarmed loneliness
All folks are spilt on street which’s connected to the sea
See!
The water that’s gone
Doesn’t return to the river
Why firing on protesters?
Their bloody palms are waving to your hammer which is suppressing
Watch!
Which is your mother? Brother? Sister?
Dear Mr, Sir, Supreme Leader
Hey whoremaster!
Facing you
The question mark that’s whying
Is the comer!
