the road you walk on
there's a voice in my head surrounded by the screams so loud my thoughts they disappear amidst the dirt of the crowd people's soul burn to ashes they hide behind those masks their faces going ashen the memories of the past still endure the dump the living souls deal with hiding behind the tears of a clown are the reward of the fleet of bodies resting in peace beneath their feet if you think this is a story by the way I describe it you better open your eyes and see the road you walk on thinking to be the path of glory leads to some other tomb with your name engraved over it sabyasachi...