Tomorrow Someone Will Arrest Me

Tomorrow someone will arrest me,
For the oblivious tongue,i have.
For the rebellious monster inside my glee.
For showing black beneath my fairer body.
For a man,i stood by was 'naive’.

'A terrorist'my relatives will call.
My friends will unlearn me.
Lousy scripts covering overall
Will see the Rich's false pity.

Wet eyes,weak hands;no more courageous,
Failing to burn those ghostly thesis.
Priests are political,tricky-righteous
Now dreaming on a bullied premise.

For showing the vulgar,pious tree.
Tomorrow someone will arrest me.

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