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Clamour of a Futile
Nothing has changed ,when they ended this law game .
Before its Negate,it had just remained a name .
Still young is Ousted, knocking the doors for a job.
They had become feeble ,day and night they only sob.
Dread in the people ,if they Distle for their Right.
In the prison,how they can be out for a day light .
From home to office ,Nowhere they are seeing their fate.
At all ending ,dither of youth is going to be so bate.
Going to Pvt. schools,by set down a resume there.
All is good,but we can not give You 1500 above here.
Everyone is praying for Us,Officious for us to be alive.
Love from the family ,they never ever let us to Drive.
Hope the "Head" will feel,the youth as their own.
Will do for them ,a great ,as for and very soon
It is about Unemployment youth in indian occupied kashmir
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