Scrape the surface a little,
along comes a bit of dirt ...
Point it with good intentions ..
... a billion sentiments get hurt .
The dirt lays unnoticed ...
the scrapper gets the blame .
'Oh he commiteth blasphemy'..
they cry hoarse & bloody his name
As men heatedly debate ...
over the atrocity of his crime ...
The nation weeps silently
Ohh!! Wish they heard him this time !
Honest men are not rare ...
But honesty remains to be found ...
As long as the dirt lies still ...
Our soul would always be bound!!
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