You wear borrowed feathers...
...You cannot fly where you should;
You have got false teeth...
...You cannot defend what is the truth;
You have a false scale in your hands...
...You cannot give equal and equitable justice;
Every day a new dude...
...from the people at helm - your masters...
...fix to you their chosen feathers;
They take you with them where they like;
Your heart is not in your chest!
Your brain is not in your head!
Pharaoh and Rawana just sleep there!
So far no one has the actual count...
...of how many suffered because of you;
You are a mystical hen...
...you can lay a hundred golden eggs...
...who will not like to purchase you.
MyKoul
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