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Victimising It - dark age

Oh ! my vein began to shrink,
Oh ! my lips began to dry,
Every eye began to notice me,
In a respectful and responsible manner.
Febin Thomas
Days passed, time flew, Bethel Marthoma Church,
Head and moustache whitented quickly; Thannithode
I saw, all the eyes that looked at me
gradually turned into a blurred sight.

I don’t know, where my relatives are,
I don’t know, where’s my dignity and boasting,
All I have now is the innocent
smile of my little grandson.

Now my world shortened by two,
Now I can’t see my bucket list,
Day by day she is fitching me,
I can find him beneath her.

Oh god ! my mighty lord,
I know this is my fate !
I can’t change this vulgar one,
But you can, take my life ! Father !

Stars began to glow brightly
Moon began to brighten the sky;
I heard a knock on my door,
It was my blood, I Wondered !

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