When chains of sorrow surrounds me well
When in myself I feel like hell
I'm forced to face the brutality of Police
When into sorrow my poor soul sinks
When a sound of despair in my heart rings I'm solely afflicted by the brutality of Police
While Sars weren't there, I had to learn to be alone to stand on my two feet
And oh! How I wish things could be different, that I could go back to a time in the past that they weren't in existence
I have seen the evil in life.
I have once been a victim to this life.
I refuse to give up without a try.
I refuse to let anyone tell me that I can't reach the sky.
When worries rise like a cloud I feel like crying aloud
I'm guided like a bird in it's best by a voice that says "There is still hope you dear not rest"
I won't look back to see their terrifying swords, I believe in our massive protest against the brutality of this men someday we will watch over it come to an end!
©dreamlenx
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