Sriram Viswanathan

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My Inner God

Roar the silence
Cut the bullshit
I know you
shut this bit

Let me solo
don't break it
cover up your face
be blessed with

My time, My place
My words its rage

caught up in this reality
let me call my inner god
searing I am at such apathy
the cold river turns colder

Heap the grudge till its over you
smell the sludge of the ego
its foul..

I say, keep it straight
don't mind
lies are a thousand
do not kill this time