Leaders

O leaders of our land

To show your great might

You make people fight;

 And when you preach hate

And use poor folks as bait

Doesn’t your conscience bite

And don’t you feel their plight?

O ivory tower men,

Secluded in your den

Don’t you think YOU sin

When causing useless din.

How can a nation rise

When its folks are not wise;

When we all fail to unite,

Then might is akin to right.

Open up your eyes

Before the last goodbyes

O people of my land;

Let divisionism be banned.

Let us join our hands,

Without seeing caste or skin.

For if we fail to wake up

The deep will pull us in.

And no one will survive

This nasty hatred drive.