Now the heart is being burnt
Someone s stature is built up
To show me in bad light
The one who ought to be under your feet
Sits above otgers crowns
Situation is so unable to cry
Nor can I possibly smile
Clay thrown on the wheel
Rotation is put 8n wrong direction
Medicines if proven ineffective
Prayers are offered for soothing
When do angels know it
That they are being turned to devils
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