The Patriot farmer-> My Motherland Bears the legacy of unbound intellect , Unhealing scars of exploit imperialist , relic epicentre

of rebellions seismic..

Now stands a barren wasteland , sacrificed to the ritual of corruption , run sterile by brain-washed clans , plunging in the abysses of isolation..

Arise mortals!! from the graves of relinquish , sow the seeds of revolution, harvest the crops of rejuvenation , protect the land from corruptions flood , stain your scythe with Traitors blood..

By Krishnendu Piplai| Distorted Malice