Armaan Yadav - Articles of Faith (feat. Parimal Shais)

I know you came to see the truth in these times
That’s why I put the pen to paper, go to booth with these rhymes
I got the burden of a story, quite a lot on my mind
So you must listen up and try your best to read between these lines
Now, let me tell you about this kid
Who carried daddy’s guilt
It was 1947
We were recently independent
Yet, something was wrong
There were lines being drawn
Families were torn apart
Cant believe it was a part
Of partition. The demolition
Of a nation, mass migration
Of 14 million people, not of their own volition
Blood on the streets, packed refugee camps and their ill condition
Our tryst with destiny met with the British intervention
A careless administration
What a cause for celebration
Not even a bit of an admonition
The hollow cause of our own holocaust
Still haunts us like a deep oppression
What a deep obsession and complexes with the fair complexion
What the fuck is up with speaking English as a mark of education?
What the fuck is up with this nation? I need some explanations
How do you be free to speak and not get shot or thrown in prison?
Where every single contradiction is sedition
The tradition of this country is the social extradition
They wave a flag up on the screen and you must show allegiance
You stand and hold your breath cause they can smell the scent of treason
Death is lurking like threat that don’t even mean to reason
Mob lynching is a sport and this is mid season
Everyone in one boat to vote and pick a decent leader
Everyone’s faith into a cheat who would then go deceive us
The British left but left their strategies behind
Divide and rule a school of thought, a master mind
Pull up at peace rallies and take a shot at twisting freedom
Fuck the minorities, they say country’s just one religion
It ain't no tyranny when you can play pretend with freedom
I can't even say no more cause if I do its a...
(Gunshots)

Written by:
Armaan Yadav

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