Born into a world torn by boundaries and control
Grown with belief of belonging to a soil well known
Thoughts modulated through institutions of theories
Not reasoned but always imposed
Fear a key they use to sow a seed of their own
Generations of believers and decades of mourn
Everything is meant to be and everyone’s in control
Yet no one’s happy , & yet no ones shows
Another long day , another lonely night
Another person grows with asphyxiating fright
Of loosing what he loves , of loosing his soul
Price of humanity is getting cheaper than his mould
Mass massacre and you are sorry to be alive
Happy to be breathing and waiting for the time
Never know what might end you
And you will never know the reason why ?
Shape up a good tomorrow give a meaning to your life
For all that you know you are born to die
Every moment you relish is all that you have
Every memory that you treasure , Every person you have liked
All the smiles you can buy for all the tears you have cried
Break free from forced belief and get a hang of your life
Give the best you can give and kiss this world goodbye….
SATANISHAN