Who hold my tongue?
Who stop me being charm?
Who close my heart?
they zip my speaker up
my questions
Can anybody answer?
The history stolen
Smile broken
Love shall be learned
Aggressors are Players
found mercy plus superior
I see all the colorful hands are clapping enough
pride is attentive than suffered
silence as no more a crime to us
In gloomy eyes,
i am hoping for the hopeless
last real hope when there is no hope
We are therefore, forgotten Hope!
Su Mwan Phroe
(Date of inconvenience)
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