<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=464539" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Clarion Call</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">O! My Motherland, <br>Respond! Speak! <br>Why are you so down cast? <br>Why have your beats of heart become still? <br>Why is your fate bound with negritude? <br>Why does silence prevails on your lips? <br>Where are the guardians of motherland? <br>Why are your cities so plight ridden? <br>O! My Motherland, <br>Respond! Speak! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Somewhere glimmer all lamps, <br>Somewhere dance enchanting scenes, <br>Somewhere toss starving children, <br>Somewhere wheezes miserable life, <br>Why is it difficult to enkindle the lamps? <br>This is the dilemma of my motherland <br>O! My Motherland, <br>Respond! Speak! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Why are illuminated their houses? <br>Why are dark our dwellings? <br>In front of them the Life dances, <br>And our fate is inscribed with adorations, <br>Who has devised all these divisions? <br>Who has enmeshed us all? <br>O! My Motherland, <br>Respond! Speak! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Death dances all around, <br>Life is enfolded with smokes, <br>Somewhere toss the injured human beings, <br>Somewhere lie dead-bodies coffinless, <br>Where are the sentinels of peace? <br>Why has decay overshadowed the garden? <br> O! My Motherland, <br>Respond! Speak! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">We shall have to up lift the eyes, <br>We shall have to enkindle the extinguished lamps, <br>We shall have to wipe out contents hatred, <br>We shall have to revitalize this garden, <br>We shall have to hold up the flag of righteousness, <br>This is the last part of all oppressions.<br>O! My Motherland, <br>Respond! Speak! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The heads will never stoop henceforth<br>Tough they are cut off, <br>Those who are on the way will never stop, <br>O! My enemy, test the mettle of your arms, <br>A flood of heads is heading onward.<br>Now who will dare hinder the heads? <br>Now who will encumber the clarion call? <br>The passionate heads are now bent upon <br>That our country will become an Eden-land.<br>O! My Motherland, <br>Respond! Speak!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Muhammad+Shanazar">Muhammad Shanazar</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=464539" data-title="The Clarion Call de Muhammad Shanazar" data-description="O! My Motherland, Respond! Speak! Why are you so down cast? Why have your beats of heart become still? Why is your fate bound with negritude? Why does silence prevails on your lips? Where are the guardians of motherland? Why are your cities..."></div> </div> </div>

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