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A storm breaks...

If there were ominous ways to reset,

Rules so painfully beset.

All around us as we speak,

Order seems to be a ‘freak’.

Making trouble is the norm,

Voices pouring, an elusive storm.

Withstanding big, hard hands

Precariously rocking waves as they disband.

Logic surpasses all need,

The successful lot pay no heed...

Treasures drowned in a unstoppable whirlpool,

Thrashing every ship, company and school.

Feel it, smell it, you might get choked,

A furtive glance might get you poked,

A whisper hits the winds far away,

Shouting by the sea has no say!

Water lashing the yellowing walls,

Dreary faces , desperate calls

A Nation that’s not so small!

It’s independence drops like a waterfall.

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