Tuesday, 15 September 2009

Papers Away!

PAPERS AWAY!


Now I stay awake all night

In the bitter electric light

Look up into the sky and ask if this is a plague

Starting to see everything as vague

With such painful change

Of thought, such constrast strange

Think to yourself how can this be

No Freedom, No Justice, No Democracy.



You will surely not remain

No idea, what's going through my brain?

For this Earth is not perfectly round

You will always hear different sounds

The brave ones will seek retribution

And the law makers will become peace detractions

People have been busy absorbing their own reflections

Why is it that perfection gets the attention?

The madness of this world

Is making me feel so cold

Pressed the button to switch on the TV

The pictures are rough and grainy

Watching mothers clutching children

While one begs to be forgiven

As one's life's gets stolen

The other gets treated like an alien.



Now I stay awake all night

In the bitter electric light

Look up into the sky and ask if this is a plague

Starting to see everything as vague

With such painful change

Of thought, such constrast strange

Think to yourself how can this be

No Freedom, No Justice, No Democracy.



I'm seeing the paper still writing

Oh how the world is fighting?

Over nothing but protection

With no negotiation

We have set out to battle for justice and truth

And we shall to the best of our tough youth

All I see is deep devastation

With people's hate and separation

We are splitting like the branches of a tree

Not realising this is not how it's meant to be

The world now has the chance to enjoy their kill

While others worry about paying their bill

I'm starting to feel the weight of the world on my shoulder

People are getting colder, as this world is getting boulder

So you spit poison in my face

Now i feel like I should never have came to this place



Now I stay awake all night

In the bitter electric light

Look up into the sky and ask if this is a plague

Starting to see everything as vague

With such painful change

Of thought, such constrast strange

Think to yourself how can this be

No Freedom, No Justice, No Democracy.


By Neelam Ahmed



3 comments:

  1. Im loving it! Itz lyk im reading off a real artist blog, lol wich u truly r 2 becum 1 soon, insha'Allah! :-D x

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  2. Heyyy Neelam
    I love this one
    Its lyk sooo tru wat yur sayin
    Wish i cud ryte lyk that
    Hahaa i hope to see yur name in my anthologies one day..Inshallah xxxxx

    Btw yu kno hu it is =]

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  3. you did a good job throughout the blog, and good luck with your book...

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