I too, hate this country

Being a citizen of this country
Is a disappointment fast descending upon me gloomily
Education was the key to power
and now respectively to the citizen
education is just a rose flower
things are bound to change for every citizen
for better or for worse
but they would never be the same
I cried frustrated
this time not a howl
but a cry of pure sorrow
I thought of leaving my land of birth
My mother's land
But I have nowhere to run to or turn in narrow
Nobody to save me
I have a hole of regret in my heart
For being a citizen of this country


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