few more lines which come straight outta my mind
although i rhyme i never ever cussed in any of my lines
whts the need of cursing when the anger from the lines
brings the sun right up in ur naked eyes
heat so intense which make u lose ur sense
ideas so dense which blast through all pretence
the world changing in matter of a blink
same are the thought's life before u realise it they become extinct
the surroundings so harsh u want to live alone
looking for a sound of peace but all u hear is moans
has the world degraded or has it been invaded
by ideas that leech the good and leave everything else to brood
we call out for revolutionaries to the change the face of the earth
people who will make it right and will be the key to the world's rebirth
we've all seen enuf anger to make buildings crumble
now we need the parts for the winning ensemble
but then again who are we calling its our stage
pick ur role and represent! this is our age !
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