From the Himalayas you flee barefoot
Day and night you weep quietly in sorrow
In fear of losing identity root
Everything left behind, inside hollow
You shrink day by day, grief planted gray hair
Eating inside, the invisible pain
When in silence you talk with the lost pair
Tin roof complain day and night in the rain
Up from the mountain, flowing through was blood
Destroying everything, blinded the sun
Genocide, murder, and rape follows flood
Corrupting human rights, speeding the run
This falsehood won’t last long to run kingdom
Poisoning the world in the name of freedom
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