Zille Blues

…. And they have no religion …

They … who sold the earth into pieces

Make profits out of pay-back Gods …

They … who build the concrete walls

Make rules stern; break it, a pay dirt …

They have no Name, they have no Colour

They have no Country, nor religion …..

 

They … who danced with collateral damages

Make “THOSE” places a living hell ….

They … who brought the repulsive wars

Make luxury out-of blood and flesh …

They have no Name, they have no Colour

They have no Country, nor religion …..

 

They … who baffled us with Peace and Doctrine

Make aghast whispers choke within …

They … who bathe on blood-soaked conscience….

Make the down-trodden homeless, breathing corpse

They have no Name, they have no Colour

They have no Country, nor religion …..

 

 

They … who ravaged lands and women

Make their mothers proud and noble …

They … who slept with a thousand guilt

Make faces glitter with deceitful smiles …

They have no Name, they have no Colour

They have no Country, nor religion …..

 

They … who wrote the resolutions and laws

Make us bewildered in their deliberate lies …

They … who lived a superficial life

Make layered vindication to rape the truth …

They have no Name, they have no Colour

They have no Country, nor religion …..