• krishnaraj 60w

    Breath of justice.

    The knee you forced on my neck
    You thought could break
    The voice of the world
    Misreading me for colored
    But I was that paradigm
    For the mangled everywhere.
    My last words will resonate,
    A call for equity
    A slogan of justice,
    Within and around the chambers
    Of power and hatred
    Irrespective of sects and makes,
    My last breath was first for a lot
    A fuel so volatile
    It will burn down
    Your castles of tyranny.
    Here I join the league of lights
    That shall never die.