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Common man
Friday, December 8,2017
5: 40 PM
You have no place to go
And try to blow
Own trumpet
To decide the fate
Your only fault is
You believe in obedience
Strict observance
Of law and following all rules
The land belongs to mighty
Who handles it wrongly
Still enjoys all fruits
Without feeling guilt
Honest people only suffer
As they burn fingers in anger
But can do nothing to alter
The system for others
The police or other law enforcing agencies
May not rush to your help with narrow interests
They shall extend all facilities to criminals and drug traffickers
Adding woes and troubles to commoners
Move on safe side
Involve in nothing that could decide
Not in your favour
But against forever
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