This Is A Poem Which Only Intends Goodwill.
His Quom - His People Up The Hills
Are Disregarded - Not Made To Pay The Bills.
Considered Barbaric - They Are Feared
Of Random Stuff - Not Welcomed Openheartedly
And Neglected - Downtrodden In Life They Remain
The World Fears Them - Their Violent Nature
Their Way Of Life - Their Tareeqa
The World Slurs - Their Existence
Their Ways - Insulted Even By Their Own Shadows
What We Neglected Today Was Once The Brightest Way Of Life
What I Support Today Is Not Worth Appreciation In The World
What The Cause Is For Me Saying So For The Good Hillmen
What Some Do Is The Misinterpretation Of Their Teachings
What Could've Been Respected Today Has Been Degraded
Feb 20, 2013
Feb 20, 2013 at 11:15 PM UTC
This Is A Poem Which Only Intends Goodwill.
His Quom - His People Up The Hills
Are Disregarded - Not Made To Pay The Bills.
Considered Barbaric - They Are Feared
Of Random Stuff - Not Welcomed Openheartedly
And Neglected - Downtrodden In Life They Remain
The World Fears Them - Their Violent Nature
Their Way Of Life - Their Tareeqa
The World Slurs - Their Existence
Their Ways - Insulted Even By Their Own Shadows
What We Neglected Today Was Once The Brightest Way Of Life
What I Support Today Is Not Worth Appreciation In The World
What The Cause Is For Me Saying So For The Good Hillmen
What Some Do Is The Misinterpretation Of Their Teachings
What Could've Been Respected Today Has Been Degraded
© Atul Kaushal
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