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Mane Omsy Sep 2017
Now these pictures seem fading
My head lifted away from gravity
Stay as long to enjoy every second
Slipping away from reality, imagine
Wondering why rappers talk dirt
It's old and they say it's gold
Two words combine together
For this ******* theory, close it
To another subject I fly
Holding a roll and laying down
Leaning on, staring at the sky
The moments passing, birds too
I deny, peace doesn't exist
So doesn't, humanity
It's the pressure, that tempts
To pretend to prove one to be
Some one he's not
Light headed I headed toward
The paths they told not to
I saw varieties of adventures
Yet to feel, but I'm limited
Mane Omsy Sep 2017
Growling curses into unknown faces
Chants to create glorious battle places
Just troop the forces for your defence
Anonymous missiles flew to no-man's land
Bet the devil confronted the angels there
Is this situation watched and celebrated?
When this comes to you, it's frightening
You bring the religious down to doom
But, the more you stress it, it gets stronger
History is a witness, and you know it
Time when mass expatriation and ******
Believing to wipe out the whole kind
His attempt failed, they play the game now
Creating villains in the world, they try
Attempts to tear a whole religion apart
Mane Omsy Sep 2017
Dozen military attempting crimes
Some didn’t expect it on children
When they wear religious Kasaya
Holding swords daring the police
Meant for protection but witness
In front of them, being slaughtered
Will they ever step forward?
Yes, but without their body parts
I’ve seen pictures of red rivers
Seen bodies of babies floating
Here we quarrel about border issues
There they don’t ask, just swings
Flesh into fragments of butchered meat
Like it’s a tradition, they *****
Left the bodies unburied, as trophies
As lessons to teach who believed
For their choices, for they were free
For they expected independence
For they believed to live with peace
Recently after a small silence, the Burma Buddhists acted again against the innocent minority (rohingyas) Muslims by slaughtering men, women, children and even they drowned little infants on the rivers. Turkish president has decided to talk about it in the US assembly and step forward by sending a troop to defend these poor people. We all pray for the victims.
Mane Omsy Sep 2017
Attitudes, can I change theirs?
Yes, they told
I ripped their souls with words
Did I change?
Not yet, they are still criminals
They rob people on their roads
They **** for wealth, properties

What should I do? Report?
That would be so polite of you
So legal and peaceful
Will I get immediate response
Sure, within two or three
Two or three what?
Years, they said

I might do it myself, next time
I said
Then you’re among them
I think, correction, I believe
They are among them too
Yeah, could be
Are you?
No, no. I like justice against crimes
But, it’s just crime
People need better police services. Criminals get protection instead of for people. Innocent lives get killed and the murderers are being sent to jail. These jails have made cops and criminals more closer than the ordinary people. When justice is announced in the courts, it becomes a positive jury for the suspects. They don't deserve an extra ordinary life hurting innocents. Millions of cases still on hold because of the friendship between high officials and notorious criminals. This must end some day.
Mane Omsy Sep 2017
Trade my heart for your love
It hurts to carry through this route
Heavenly ruby lips shining
Beneath this shade for a generation

To feel you closer every moment
My heart beats faster and faster
Pumping more blood to my brain
Making sure this is real with you

The amazement never heals
Every enthusiasm crowded huge
A classic man with an angel
Your whispers echoing in my head
Mane Omsy Aug 2017
Pushed the freedom through me
Depressed, confused smoke puffs
Animals strolling in the streets
It's different now, motivations
Hallucinations, weird imaginations
Like fantasies in movies, flying
These capes can't save the moment
Thanks to the artists lending hands
Straight to the point, stranded
Honestly, felt like liberty jumped me
A million thoughts, dreams
Let the world decide my fate
Today, I write to inspire, while lost
The game changer, some day
The hesitation to stop this journey
And the spark spread the heat
Mane Omsy Aug 2017
Say the word
The rage will burst out of me
With words tearing us apart
Our flavours differ
You have the strength
To tempt my anger

If you weren't different before
When you promised to be mine
Forever
I'd be cautious of your temper
Change the circumstances
When letters on the letter
Leaving memo of you leaving
Hurt deep inside me
I had to chase you, to know
The truth you didn't dare speak
Filling my heart with fire
Your words could hurt, I knew
Still this heat couldn't resist
Until you
Say the word
A break up
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