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the heart of a nation.

      Yes, for sure, I am the old Apartheid.

      Known to you and knowingly worldwide.

      I did what I could do.

      But Mandela, who were you, who.

      I'm leaving but for you a letter I leave.

      For the world and who resists to believe.

      I may return and put you all in fear.

      In a broken heart of a kid, in tear in tear .…

      9

       Death of a Dream

      When the wealth of the riches breaks the extremes

      Thousands of poverty's children lose their dreams.

      They sleep to see no more

      But to run along a golden shore.

      One dreams of warm cotton shoes

      Other of learning how to play the blues.

      A girl dreams of a doll

      A boy of a colorful ball.

      Some dreams are hardly dreams

      For children wake with harsh screams.

      Since they only see nightmares

      And feel the coldness of their tears.

      Some can't sleep to see dreams

      Work till dawn when the sun gleams.

      No one there to mollycoddle a little boy

      Or give him a car, a bicycle or a pretty toy.

      It's hard to see and forget

      How life these youth does treat.

      At least, before you hit the sack

      Think of little John, Zack and Jack.

      Who just sleeps to feel their dreams

      While riches' wealth whacks the extremes.

      10

       Diary of a Monk

      Red as blood they command

      and Apostles cry,

      His blood on the land

      His soul in the sky.

      Fire on the paper

      not turning cold,

      Abrahams are rare

      And Nimrods are bold.

      New world in a word

      can't be confined.

      In that big castle a lord

      to the pains of people blind.

      So, if that lord to be Nimrod

      Who'll be the Abraham? I ask.

      for the poor the food

      and their starving task.

      11

       Do You Want Peace?

      Shiva is Passim

      Shiva your universal presence felt.

      for enemies dooms already spelt

      your miracles even stones melt

      you, my enemies already dealt

      Shiva stops my wrong ways

      and my games he plays

      he is merciful, world says

      your troubles, his blessings chase.

      Shiva! make me financially sound.

      in your hands protection I found

      make me ever well off

      you have given Parvathy, left off

      Shiva my case you judge.

      let my argument cutting-edge.

      see complainant gets crushing humiliation.

      and get my just jubilation.

      Shiva! you are Sun-shine in mist

      for my enemies, prove iron-first.

      you are devotees precious gift

      enroll me in your devotees list.

      Let me have successful fight.

      after all I am right.

      bring the thieves to light

      Shiva! so high your kite.

      Believers in Shiva are sapphires.

      their troubles he slowly fires.

      their lives he makes excellent

      everywhere they are brilliant.

      For Non-descript feel no scare.

      Shiva always minds your welfare.

      Your concerns he does share.

      enemies he’s going to tear.

      Shiva! your glories I sing.

      happiness in my life, bring.

      you are heart-land king.

      to your feet, I ever Cling.

      You are full of imagination

      Shiva! kill my petty botheration

      for my enemies, work ruination

      let your test have limitation

      from struggles bless me salvation

      for you, I have temptation

      save me, without feeling hesitation

      in battle, get me jubilation

      ‘Shiva’ is excitement and sensation

      defeat my enemies with humiliation

      Turn my suffering into jollification

      work out my life-beautification

      with you is my association

      Shiva has my welfare concentration

      From sadness, happiness you make

      Shiva! come for heaven’s sake.

      incarnation now you must take

      to save justice from fake.

      On you, my hopes I pin.

      Change my enemies to dustbin

      Shiva! let my side always win.

      As the case filed by morally thin.

      Shiva! reinforce my confidence, Courage.

      my enemies’ plans quash, damage

      in your service I engage

      devotion to you, my heritage

      To serve you, my obligation

      to protect me, your operation

      wonderful are Shiva your creation

      towards you, I have strong fascination

      Surrender is easiest mode.

      Arjuna took that road.

      Krishna transferred Arjuna’s load.

      this is spiritual code.

      Krishna rushes to your call

      he is all in all

      in Mahabharatha he stands tall

      he never allows me fall

      To serve you, my obligation.

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