Rebel am I,
Alive with a dark heart
Filled with remorse;
And wail with the black eyes,
Which found the injustice!
And the revolt against norms,
Which curse the unique ideas
Is a never ending revolt to
Kill the hidden agendas of cruelty.
Rebel am I,
Crucified by the jealous spirits,
Which killed my thoughts,
With their soaked rules!
But the revolt against disgrace
Is never veiled till the last breathe!
And as a rebel I will expire,
With the victorious triumph of rebellion.
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