Poem By Saurabh Som

Stop Whining and do something good to yourself
Don't be a moron... now, take control
Kick those Bastards out of their miseries
Playing with lives, those assholes

We're just playing..
Playing into their hands
Choosing to ignore their victory chants
They Rant on about rules
The Abysmal fools

Time to take the game
In mah hands
And kill its name
They started a war
They'd wish they never were
My enemies

Comments about Enough!

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nothing is enough when greeds overcomes..........
Yes enough is enough and time to make a refined society!

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