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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=405538" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>May rise again</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Friends, All I read with great anguish <br>You are waging a battle for fight to finish<br>Still no hope of solution or end in sight<br>When tunnel will find its bright light<br> <br>This all happening in our own land<br>Whom we then call foe or friend? <br>Our biggest enemy is in control of affair? <br>Where can we expect everything as fair? <br> <br>I cry with pain and shed tears<br>Nothing more to side with you than to bear<br>We have vitiated the whole land with dishonor<br>I don't know what we are fighting for </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Far flung areas suffer from neglect<br>We have not time to cater the need and act<br>All running in the name of God and almighty<br>What else to feel other than pity? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Though rich in culture and heritage<br>Still we live in tradition with old age<br>No one to care and no one to take forward<br>No means to live with any of the standard</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I hear lot many stories for tortures<br>This can not be seen as bright future<br>What else do we have to nurture? <br>How can we make it fix tenure? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Still we live in prime age<br>Keep humans with chain and in cage<br>We have nothing to inscribe on the page<br>No desires left except to burn with rage</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I will rise from the grave<br>I will be that much brave<br>But not when I am still alive<br>It is very difficult to survive and live</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What to talk of freedom? <br>It appeals for nothing and heard seldom<br>It has lost its original charm<br>In freedom and liberty there is more harm</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What will we live for our next generation? <br>Witness of prisons, ghettos or camps of concentration<br>Tortures and unbearable pain undergone or humiliation<br>Was this the award for hard efforts for alleviation? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I shall like to close the eyes and breathe last<br>It is pushing me to the corner very fast<br>I have no love left for hollow words<br>Staying in middle without looking forward or backward</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>The world has yet to witness the cruelty<br>It is attributed to our system which is faulty<br>How can one decide the fate of millions? <br>When they know nothing or have any liens? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I curse not for their negligence<br>But prefer to live with such ugly presence<br>Shall opt for no more violence<br>Life has become hell unbearable hence</div><div style="margin:10px 0">*I may rise again from the grave*</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Hasmukh+Amathalal">Hasmukh Amathalal</a><div class=q>
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You are waging a battle for fight to finish
Still no hope of solution or end in sight
When tunnel will find its bright light
 
This all happening in our own land
Whom we then call foe or friend? 
Our biggest..."></div>
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