IPFC Crisis Memoirs - Part-3
An old & intellectual member, Shadow, waved a final bye to IPFC in protest of the rule of tyranny. He wrote a very touching poem that depicted his thoughts regrading this crisis:
My fellow Members of IPFC.
For those who have drenched themselves in this sea.
One request, one plea, I make you all,
Lets call it a night, and wait for dawn,
Lets give this wonderful place its deserved shine,
And give this dark cloud, a silver line!
Moderators have been unfair, I do mention,
Owner did get corrupted, no question,
But we are Indians and Pakistanis first,
We have lived this way, and live we must,
Instead of bickering about what happened so far…
Ignore the pests, and be who we are!
To the moderators of this community,
Most of you are unsure, and doubt who’s pretty.
If you have some self respect then accept the felony,
And sooth those who left in agony.
I don’t doubt your capability nor ability,
What I doubt is your perception and your agility.
Some may claim, that I don’t know the story,
Some may assume, I blame you in scurry.
Still when everything’s going against your way
May be you are going the wrong way…
My fellow members of IPFC.
Trapped was I, when I came here first,
And trapped are you, and rest of us.
Lets make this trap strong, wonderful and sweet,
And be with those on other side, whom we may never meet.
Heck with power, and heck with moderator,
We came here to enjoy, oh heck with owner!
Undefeated yet, the Shadow depart,
He would have stayed, if time had heart.
Don’t cut the cake, don’t party on deck…
Let me make clear, he’ll be back…
Adios.
One a better note, this is not a ‘goodbye’ thread.
Just a bye with nothing ‘good’ about it.
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Bravo !!!!!!
Arsalan bhai Bravoo !!!!