In coming days
You will find no ray
But sound of bullets
To seal our fate
The churches
The temples and
Mosques
Shall be beyond reaches
The terrorist may control
Issue the call
Guns shall be freely given
All good people may be driven
The churches may have shape of rockets
The temples may bear the sign of bullets
The barrel may be pointed at you
The gun and bombs shall be only truth
We are seeding terrorists
They will assume full shape and insist
"Come and follow the path we suggest"
Or accept the death as means best
"Say no" and you are dead
You will fail to read
Your tongue shall speak nothing
You will watch the sky for something
hasmukh amathalal
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