The wild beast of brutality,
Lurking around the minds of revolutionists,
Lecturers hiding under the identity of students,
Rain of stones clashes on beautiful glasses
Making rhyming horrific song

Spirit of violence and revolution…

Women ran like earthworms in drainages
When the flood came with massive songs,
And the snails got the message
When horror matched on their gentle shells.


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