You And I Are The Pawns..

It has collected dust, where we kept the experience, On nine eleven eve, the bell rang wild, The direct telecast from the channel, Piercing of an arrow plane into the tower, Earlier ninety seven, here economy collapsed, Marginalized accounts were frozen, Millions of us around this region were shaken, Hearts were weakened, interest rate hiked, Many children had lost their homes, And their real parents, the fake caretakers, Were born from the collapse of money markets, It has collected the fine dust, never intruded, As it is sealed and secured with wild vision, Men have learned the lessons from the Masters, To be the master manipulators in the East, The masters have abandoned their old ideas, Now they have sent their people to compromise, To mingle with the local to teach the new lessons, Of harmony and patriotism in foreign soil, They want to build our dams for free, They want to build our hospitals for free, They want to do the charity work for free, Their sales people are ready, Congregating in Bali…