The Indian festival of Holi.
Fun, colour, dance, through boli (speaking, singing).
The festival of throwing colour at each other.
Its a shame, I’m now in dispute with my brother!
We use to love celebrating Holi.
Dancing along to the rhythm of the dholi (drum player).
He is now just full of hate.
It was his wife who set the bait.
Dad left writing his will all too late.
We need a magic wand.
He’s trying to steal all the land.
Here and abroad.
It’s just all fraud, I wish I had a sword…