And long ago I told my cousin,
"This country's still in a state that it was in
The only difference after seventy one
Freedom's yet to be freed though freedom is done
And how to free such freedom is a choice
By settling for peace, lest all destroys
But the nation which pretends to caretake
Would find 'twas not a better choice to make
For once you really seek for the whos
You'd find they're not there for me and you
Though you say it's just a way, somehow
To maintain peace and for a while allows
The security of the normal folks
But sooner or later would reveal a hoax
While discontent which has been smothered
With suppression would lead on further...
But who am I? A no one, like any other
Speechless like you, still listen my brother -
Once that nation's freed from such beguile
By its own sentries it's to be defiled"...
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