Saturday, 24 August 2013

No Cry

We are all looking the same
No! No! It’s not a game
Our hands pressing against the ears
Rosy, not rosy, cheeks with tears

Is it anger on our face?
There is no sense to trace
We are busy shouting all together
Not one to address the matter

“Hear me first” “Hear me first”
We all cry to be first
Hope someone will make a decision
To bring a change and listen

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