Worst Kind

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Worst kind The land of Lord Buddha is threatened Not terrorist alone but opposition has also positioned "Give support to anyone who is against Government Openly criticize and each steps taken be resented Why we are not united? When borders are violated The soldiers are laying their lives We all sincerely believe in their actions When will be peace descended? When hostility shall be ended? Country shall not divided On religious lines and conceded If schools are burnt And stones are pelted It must be tackled with force Let them know it is force verses force They are paid mercenaries Their children in foreign land for higher studies They receive fat funds for separatist activities Still they claim for more liberties Let the calm return once? Firing must stop across fence The brave soldiers must get some rest They are facing worst kind of test

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