There is a method in their madness,
Only a set of people they kill,
They murder in rage without kindness,
In atrocities ever dwell and drill,
Desecrates the Houses of Prayer,
In this land length and breadth,
Enjoys killing the innocent believer,
Priests attacked,sisters raped with,
No law prevails in many an Indian hamlet,
None can drive the victims away,
No fault, no breach,no freedom yet,
Sons not orphans we will ever stay.
Thunderbolts are near, you will see,
Yet it is my land and my country.
Yesupatham Savarimuthu.
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