Art of Silence - Killing Gandhi

Trying to reach

Reaction of the masters

In right they teach

Dictating art like a priest

Sleeper sighting endless struggle

Painter’s treated like a muggle

His wife is dodging locked up feelings

Bowing his head in awe and kneeling

We are the silent ones

Our social skills are long gone

Buying the feelings of betrayal

Our freedom will prevail

Escaping their spirit

By doing right hence this is wrong

Hold up tight, close the door

And take this life

Whispering souls

Craving art for the masses

By doing so

Rejected you will be

Displaying their feelings

This is not for the masters to see

We are the silent ones

Our social skills are long gone

Buying the feelings of betrayal

Our freedom will prevail

Escaping their spirit

By doing right hence this is wrong

Hold up tight, close the door

And make your art

But they will surely take your life