I was going through silence
In me there was no violence
But I had to stand for my people
Without bleeding, giving them life debt free…
How could I do it, was the question
How should everyone know the situation?
Answer was in me, I had to bring it out
What I needed was a pen & paper to let it out
I spread the fire of fight
With the knowledge to write
I gave them their rights
With words on paper white
Freely they lived, with no debts list
They said thanks, and called me A journalist!!
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