A freedom is won
To free from yoke is called freedom
It is arising out of great struggle and wisdom
It has no parallel in history and forgotten seldom
It is great occasion as freedom is won
It is considered holier than holy
It is celebrated with fun fare and enjoyed wholly
It is considered as unique occasion
It has been realized through wisdom and vision
No one may prefer long domination
It will result into hatred and alienation
It will give rise to rebellion and mutiny
The powerful kingdom may be reduced as small or tiny
It gives rise to national sentiments
There is always popular movement
It is backed by aspirations and hatred
They are all out to lead and to be led
Have you even seen the joy and happiness in animal?
When they are freed from captivity from arrival?
We are human being and have some powerful thinking
How can any right person may prefer to witness sinking?
Everybody is driven by simple logic
No one should be kept under yoke without any basic
It can not be the power game or show of strength
We are prepared to sacrifice and go to any length
God has made us free and sent as such for mission
We may be subjected to an act of omission and emission
But it an never be the sole aim of domination
No country may prefer to be called a slave nation
No one can keep it for long and rule with peace
It may be temporary lull or truce
The hidden lava may erupt to engulf all
It may then amount to disappearance and fall
No one has survived or tolerated the subjugation
Either its s bloodbath or peaceful anticipation
The outcome is definitely on expected lines
The sun is emerging with powerful shine
It may add to more or existing agony and pain
The phase may be called critical and uncertain
It might have played havoc with the system
It was so far not realized by them
It is possible that you may be treated even shabbily
You may face misrule and can't digest it happily
The freedom struggle had last long with enormous losses
Now there may be fight for becoming the head or bosses
We may have complete say in internal matter
We may be recognized as peace lover and trend setter
What are we going to offer to the free world?
Will it be an attempt to push them back to the arena of cold?
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Freedom
To free from bondage is called freedom
It is born out of struggle and wisdom
It can be armed struggle, uprising or mutiny
Its impact can be felt far off or near vicinity
It is collective and not single handedly fought
Not only involves liberation but freedom of thought
Clear vision with real goal is pursued and sought
Secure boundary is created and peace is brought
People might have suffered and under gone anguish
Pushed in jails for untold sufferings and to languish
Losses of precious human lives and resolve to perish
As freedom is not won in a single day or finished
It is holy task to liberate the land from foreign yoke
Continuous hard struggle and not a matter of joke
Many countries may not support cause and poke
They may thwart the movement under thick smoke
Freedom once won must be preserved with care
Affairs to be managed with no option to go any where
First, house should be put in order to make it reality
To meet people’s aspirations and work in unity
Hard won freedom should not be lost for silly reason
One should know the meaning of freedom of expression
It is of no use if we don’t come out of economic slavery
Country may loose independence despite bravery
Nobody is refugee here and it is home for all
National building poverty elimination should be call
Universal brotherhood and world peace should be the motto
Nobody should be deprived of life and sent or to ghetto
Freedom is won on certain ideals and principles
It may be hard for others to accept and act as disciples
Nothing should be allowed to run or go as contrary
Nation should represent truly and find place as honourary
Freedom should not to be compromised at any cost
Ideology may differ but national interest as super most
World should count on us as true friend and champion
Should have respectable position in affairs of the region
Even if as a power there should be honour for sovereignty
Help to poorer amongst poor and respect for integrity
Freedom and liberty can be enjoyed with grant of rights
End to hostilities and strong resolve to end fights
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O, Brothers and sisters
O, Egyptian brothers and sisters
You have done it and it matters
Your flag is high up in the air
Your means were just and fair
We look forward to such an occasion
Wherever the freedom is in question
You may stand brave in our eyes and deserve esteem
You may breathe fresh air with independence and freedom
So many countries still reel under occupation
It has direct bearing on this struggle and relation
It may be foreign subjugation or forced annexation
They must release and come out in open with indication
No foreign yoke or slavery can last long
It is blot on our thinking and very wrong
How can one nation rule over another?
When they are suppose to act as big or small brother
Foreign rule is yet understandable
It can be kept under control and manageable
What happens when hardship is not mitigated?
When there is forced labor and population completely isolated
You have done all whatever you could do to defend the honor
The occupant was your own country man and not foreigner
What a pity when country is put to shame along with people?
This struggle was self ignited one and from any quarter enforceable
Whole nation was in street caring for no food, water or shelter
What an historic gathering when you were subjected to run for cover!
There was enough of bad rule and now it was time to act
Nothing was expected anything short but exit with facts
No honor is that high to keep the head high
No height is that high where flag can not reach and fly
Salute to all those who kept the nation above everything
The sacrifice was needed to pay it as tribute for something
Whole world is watching your heroic struggle with keen interest
It has come out of its own without any external help and stood the test
All have passed off peacefully to witness new emerging nation
Its roots are deep and may send joyous messages across other nations
If I could pay any respect for your efforts
It may be bowing down of head in respect
I am sure the freedom candle may be kept on burning
Till the peace and property is not returning
Let us resolve it first to stand together
Let the treachery and slavery exist any where
We shall unite in fight against injustice
Torch of freedom may light again with full of promises
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Question Like
I have always hated the cage
It is darkest period of an age
How come one is imprisoned?
In solitary cell and confined
I find no answer
May be with fewer
How do you feel rain shower?
Do you ever realize its power?
In open and under sky
Any time venture out and try
Freedom, freedom you cry!
Birds with wings may elate and fly
Freedom is dear to all
Respect it with lovely call
Honor and see it is not compromised
Allow them to live as promised
I am for liberty and peace
Peaceful life to be spent at ease
No worry for being questioned
Liberty and freedom is not to be mentioned
Even release of tiny insect may give me joy
Is it not the real chance to look at and enjoy?
We are born free and must think on those lines
Everybody has to right to feel free and fine
If at all it is possible for me
I shall confine none and make them free
If freedom is desired by me and liked
Why at all it must stand disliked?
Let one day come for all to celebrate?
Enjoy under open sky and liberate
Shun the bondage and life under yoke
It is not the bad question but cruel joke
Liberate all those animals even
Let them be passionately driven
If I prefer tension free life under sky
Mind should not fight lots of questions like why
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In the modern age
It is never done and will not be in the modern age
To rewrite the old history in new page
The twisting of facts only to suit national interest
It will ever stand as shining factor to serve the best
The powerful kingdom might have humiliated the neighbor
The subdued country may long for revenge and harbor
The opportune time for avenging defeat as sweet reprisal
Always in search for suitable occasion’s arrival
The old wounds can not be healed or forgotten
The rivalry can well be taken care off and bitten
The opening of new chapter can usher in new era
The long vision is needed with so much adding of an extra
No country can afford to live long with hostility
The economy will drained out due to its continuity
It will bring colossal loss and unimagined misery
The country may face poverty and millions may die as hungry
Even the strongest economy may falter
The situation may worsen but not alter
There will be enormous effect on living standard
There will be reverse march instead of going forward
It is fact that national pride is something can’t be compromised
Nothing can be bartered or humiliatingly promised
The size of the land or prosperity can not rule the scene
The similarity and reasonability has to be seen
There will be durable peace only when relation grow stronger
The hostility and disparity must not be allowed any longer
It has to end with cordial note in earnestness
There will then be real peace and happiness
The world scene is like oozing volcano
The fire is slowing coming out like inferno
Little spark can ignite whole of regions
Slowly to be divided into ethnic war and religions
The bloody wars bring no result
The whole of population to live under fear and insult
The future generation may be led to believe in catastrophes
What else we are prepared to give as our legacies?
Time to act and with enough time to react
Collect the threads and smoothly to act
Even if one region is made war zone free?
It will be no less than holy Christmas tree
Let us strive hard to give world a parting gift
New resolve for peace avoiding the rifts
Full thrust in war torn area with new face lift
Complete transformation with new outlook and radical shift
*let world witness a tension free and bloodless peace zone*
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Sun may shine
I am disgruntled lot
In air I fire a shot
Just warning to saboteurs
Never with good gesture
My country has been subjugated
Incidences are not co related
Stuffed with all lies and not to near fact
What else do you want us to act?
Have we not suffered humiliation so far?
Why there is twinkle smile by stars?
Why there is imposition of undeclared war?
Blockade of traffic and commodities pushed very far
Our children are dying male nutrition
Advance technology is developed with ammunitions
We are made target and skills tested
Why whole world wants us to be rested?
I have risen in rebellion
You are spending in billions
Not a taken on welfare and medicines
The earth is becoming and shines
We weep daily at sudden demise
Bullets pass on head and speculation rise
We will be annihilated completely by butcher
Where are the peace missions and researchers?
What do ask in return for cessation?
Is the real peace distant possibility or in question?
Do you ever find our sacrifice as heroic gesture?
We will gain freedom and are very sure
Let thousands perish in our just struggle for peaceful living
No struggle can succeed unless committed for relieving
All pains and sufferings undergone by old and young
We can be called martyrs and find the place among
I don’t speak of terrorists and blood seekers
I too don’t appreciate black marketers and money launderers
In which sense they are less than terrorists?
Get protection under cover and cleverly insist
We will certainly go a long way
No can snatch our freedom and take away
How motherland can be kept under forceful domination?
How population can be subjected to alienation?
We may have glorious day and sun may shine
Days are not far off when we may peacefully dine
Now we are licking wounds with only one hope
Let peace become no oasis and later on flop
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Give me blood
'Give me blood, I will give you freedom'
The great son and patriot gave invitation with slogan
I shall take you to the shore of liberty
You deserve it by right and not by charity
Was it vision, love for country or pure wisdom?
These words can be heard seldom
Have we not bartered our freedom to few members?
Hardly few may find place now to remember
Country has become house hold of few
They have little time spare or no time or view
It is forced dynastic rule with no future for people
Praise the dynasty, have blessings and rule
Whom do we blame for such down fall?
The self rule for people without dashing against wall
Was it calculated move to pass on the helm of affairs?
Still to term it as great struggle and very fair
Country passing in turmoil and hungry foxes cry foul
Not responding to conscience and searching soul
Who else can rise from the grave and lead us to dreamland
Where our forefathers promised us a free land
Why did they all sacrifice life for nothing?
Was it the only aim to gain something?
They may be watching helplessly from heaven
In which way our heroic struggle has been proven?
Why all tall promises are made everyday?
The poor have nothing to fill in belly for a day
Life has become cheap and no means to lead a way
What are they all talking of subway, highway or motor way?
We shall be true republic and in every sense secular
We shall have not only peace and security in particular
But will power to quench the thrust of millions of hungry
All these only after firing at restless mob turning angry
We have nothing to offer poor a shelter
We have no planning to see welfare and cater
We can swallow not in millions but only in billions
One corrupt player watches another to enter on stage from pavilion
The freedom has become joke and an instrument
To establish rule of scoundrels with money and muscle movement
Where from all these countless money are poured in
What is there to rejoice on any republic day for win?
Let us not shed any tears or feel sad for departed souls?
They were not scammers, statute politicians but idiots and fools?
Why no father advised them what will be fate of their freedom struggle?
The country will be turned in wrestling ground and free for grab in jungles
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Territorial integrity
Why countries are simply invaded?
Do the other countries are principally wedded?
Does their ethnic love and belonging firmly embedded?
The country’s territory annexed and added
Is it grand design to form a powerful block?
The bell should ring as per their time in clock
Will their aim succeed and keep together the flock
Fire will be raging inside giving room for smoke
It is how the nationalism and patriotism suffer
Small countries cease to exist and work as buffer
They may lie low but not at the cost of national pride
No one will tolerate the insult and shame to newly bride
They prefer to have sway and hegemony
Every occasion availed with grand ceremony
Show of strength with power and money
Why should they bother for peace and harmony?
You can’t suppress the strong nationalism?
Can’t stop it with propaganda or journalism?
Patriotism and nationalism are simple words
Many lost kingdoms even with powerful lords
History may not repeat with glorious past
Doubts should not be raised and apprehensions cast
Peace should given a chance to long it last
Nothing should be at stake as actions should be fast
Time has passed as nations used to bully
Bloodbath and humiliation not realized fully
It is emergence of universal brotherhood and faith
People are aware and not afraid of death
You may subjugate and rule the land
Reign of terror with firm iron hand
National insult and wounds may not be healed
Agony and pain can not be revealed
It is how we respect the sentiments,
Not to violate any space in continents
Respect to territorial integrity in sincerity
Respect to land and overall sovereignty
Millions want to live with peace and honour
Atrocities and tales may serve as horror
Commitments, if any, must be as clear as mirror
Why not we bid farewell to fear and terror?
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Any Parallel
Just a thought but so powerful and exciting
Need simple push with powerful writing
It must create some sort of awareness
To feel fresh with happiness on the face
There can’t be any parallel
You can’t have any happiness level
It must remain static with whatever you have
Normal functioning and will power to behave
I wished it to float worldwide
No one may try to avoid or hide
The frustration arising out of unrealistic ambition
Living in dreamy world with lots of questions
How come that happens that you live in big palace?
Long stretches of land spread over without any end trace
You are lone occupant and all luxury at command
This is something not heard of with unrealistic stand
Let there be some shortage in our need
That may slightly affect to your greed
But who on earth is that lucky to claim everything?
When it is bound to lack in nature for something
I want to project the limited advantage of contentment
It has something to do with your sentiments
You may feel all the time about starvation and poverty
As it is not linked to freedom and liberty
It is powerful weapon in the hands of nature and almighty
You are always kept short of some means and money
You will struggle hard for the fulfillment of dream
As you have vision to see the slight ray of hope with beam
It is simple which knows no limit
The happiness lies within and not on paper or sheet
It is seen with so much excitement on the face
One must give serious thought if not materialized in case
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Give Me A Cause To Fight For
Give me a cause to fight for I'll fight for it as long as the cause is worthy and just
As long as the cause it does not entail violence or secrecy that does lead to mistrust
As long as the cause is of benefit to others like the forgotten children of the lesser god
Poor refugees who flee from war and famine the Stateless and the homeless and downtrod.
Give me a cause to fight for I'll fight for it though not in any violent way I'll fight
On Human Rights one never should stay silent to live free of persecution should be everybody's right
Even in some so called Democratic Countries political prisoners are being tortured and subjected to the worst of mental as well as physical abuse
All crimes against humanity are abhorrent and for them there cannot be an excuse.
Give me a cause to fight for I'll fight for it as it should be every Human Being's right to live free
Of religious and racial discrimination and of hunger, Homelessness and poverty
We often hear in post war propaganda they have their freedom now that the war is won
But those who say such things never realize that freedom never does come through the barrel of a gun.
Give me a cause to fight for I'll fight for it though I'll fight the fight with words and words alone
I am not without sin I am just a sinner so I won't be the first to cast the stone
In this so called age of enlightenment people's Human Rights upon are still trampled and bad things happen behind the prison wall
So give me a cause to fight for and I'll fight for it I will speak out for a fair go for all.
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A beautiful song
You must praise your country in songs
It is absolutely right and nothing wrong
Your country should be placed top among
Its honor and prestige may last very long
It generates lots of feeling at heart and mind
It creates enthusiasm and one can be easily find
It bounds people to come together and relish
In natural crisis too it is battle for fight to finish
National sentiments run high in blood and raise patriotism
It gives rise to the feelings of nationalism
Nation can stand together and bear the onslaught
Battles are won if they are vigorously fought
National spirit to sacrifice the life arises out of devotion
To die for nation is the only way and it sets in motion
What a way to die for motherland and emerge as hero?
Country will be reduced to nothingness and almost to zero
Songs have enough power to appeal to the masses
It needs no special coaching or classes
It is emancipation of desired sentiments
That can result into popular movement
We have witnessed how defeat can result into victory?
It is still live and fresh in our memory
Everybody may feel proud and not cut sorry
Nation can survive and remain at peace without any worry
Basically human beings are social animals
They may react lately and wait for catstrophies arrival
It is human weakness and can’t be remedied
It has to be given importance and studied
When there is development or emergence of defeatism?
Nothing can infuse new thoughts or optimism
It is arrival of new spirit in the minds at critical hour
People wake up to the call and die for honor
Who cares and longs for bonded life for ever?
It is never dreamed of and wished forever
The attainment of freedom is top most priority
It has deep impact in its continuity
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Barack Hessein Obama II- The President
the wisdom of time foretold that a principle man....
will lead a powerful nation in this centuries
a man with full of charisma, with a vigor of its own.....
will stand a midst, all adversities... equip with virtues
and a heart that respect to all.
a man with a vision of change and courage to win.....
the voice of the majority. a dream that calls for
unity and harmony among people who seek for....
freedom and liberty..... the essence of America
all nation of the world rejoice.... for the spirit of GOD
has listened to the echo of peace..... await in the end.
all race have to stand, singing their own
national anthem.praising God with song....
for the Lord thy God is worthy to be praised.
the world today had witness, the change....
the course of history, a history of its making
the emerging charismatic and a visionary man....
Barack Obama.....will lead a great nation to its
glory again
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Remembrance Sunday 2001
That war word, has been given meaning yet again,
As we meet in the shadow of the twin towers
Seeking to remember those who died
In what seems so long ago, freedom remains illusive.
Freedom from fear, freedom to speak, freedom to worship.
So on this day, we say our thanks, with gratitude
To the names etched here long ago.
Remember with pride the sacrifice they made for us
Remember to the young who fight today
To keep that flame of freedom lit
Throughout our world, for all people
Remember to that single sacrifice
On a hill outside Jerusalem,
The one who called the world to love
Whose words inspire today’s, humanity
To seek that which is the ultimate power
To love your neighbour as yourself
The greatest challenge of all.
To become powerless, in a world
That seeks for power by domination
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Long Live Africa
O great people of Africa, you rise
Wait for no sweet and hollow promises
Prefer to plough your own field
There will definitely be very good yield
Motherland wants more sacrifice
Not happy with unnecessary bloodshed and demises
Let them commit cruelty and spray bullets
Answer them with your own hands and ballots
Key and success is in your hand
Extend hand of friendship to them as friends
If no result comes out of it then also go forward
Now there is no scope of looking backward
Why African blood has turned yellow?
Why do they bear pain and allow
Why there is no positive result so far?
Because you have stretched too far
Let your children not suffer
Even if you may have divergent views to differ
Stand united and offer resistance
Peace is he only way out and bright chance
We shall extend cooperation
We can maintain relation
Yet it may be you who only will have to fight
Means may be wrong or right
See that no innocent is killed
See that unnecessary blood is not spilled
Freedom must be realized at any cost
Your will power and tough stand is must
Leave no stone unturned
Let peace chance not die and returned
Pick the threads from where you lost
Human misery must be avoided at any cost
Dream about peaceful nation
You may be able to establish good relation
Peace may not be far away
Stand firm; keep freedom torch burn on and stay
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Only Small Ray
Only a small ray can pass
No one can make trespass
It is living hell and severe punishment
For patriots it is called banishment
How much sacrifice one has to make?
Whose interest is in jeopardy or at stake?
How much humiliation you undergo as slave?
Is there any great abuse and intruder can give?
I took to arms for holy cause
There was complete lull and pause
As if freedom spirit was dying or seen no where
No one could think of taking up arms and dare
Scores of comrades lost their lives in ensuing struggle
There was no law and order as if prevailed in jungle
It was more of insult and complete hell
Nothing was acceptable except the isolation in cell
I don’t remember how many were pushed behind bars?
It was even feared many more might have been pushed very far
Yet we had kept high spirit with burning of freedom lamp
We wanted it to achieve through peaceful means and stamp
I would hear cuckoos and sparrows sweet voice
Though it was reaching to me with faint noise
I had high hope of bright day with promises
When birds could freely sing we could not afford to miss
It was clear in mind that we would be lost in history pages
History would be with full of errors and cleverly managed too
But that was misconception at this time and I was forced to rethink
It was very much advisable to risk life and prefer to sink
The freedom and independence is not won without sacrifices
It has lost its charm during process with disappearance of old faces
New generation may takes us to new zenith with no tall promises
But keep high tradition and values with no more visible lapses
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Freedom is a Powerful Word
freedom is a powerful word
filled with glori and brightened eyes
freedom is a powerful word
where no black child is left behind
the despair of no hesitation
the depair of no education
freedom is a powerful word
freedom is a powerful word
where everyone gets a chance to be one
freedom is a powerful word
where a black man can raise his son
we got freedom
but we dont respect it
black boys droppin out of school
black girls gettin pregnant at early ages
these people fought for our rights
but all we do is abuse it
like i said freedom is a powerful word
are you sure we are free
why are we killing our own race
we are gettin involved in the wrong stuff
like gangs and selling drugs
smokin weed and makin d's
it aint right
freedom is a powerful word
if it is so powerful
dont abuse it
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A freedom is not in a day
Freedom is not attained in single day
It has proved difficult and in tortuous way
How many precious lives are lost in process?
Do we have any words for criticism to face?
Whoever has laid down life may not go in waste
It requires sacrifice and untiring efforts to stand test
We may be able to core it out right or gain the freedom
If the path so chose is non-violence then it is really wisdom
No wars have been won with continued hostility and bloodshed
The revolution may be written as history of shame with no watershed
There may be holocaust and human misery to be swallowed later
The result may have been there but many may come to be known as traitor
Freedom fighters are termed as dacoits or law breakers
They will make enough propaganda for ready takers
It may help them for little times to come and regroup
This can be called as popular uprising and not as military coup
The mighty power has witness sudden downfall
They have bow under tremendous pressure and international call
They have fear of losing the out side support
No out side help can come through the busy ports
Freedom can be won through non-violence means too
It may minimize human loss and this is equally true
We have witnessed many prolonged and bloody revolutions
It has not helped to prove misery but only lead to power devolution
What even if freedom is gained in total sense?
Has that got any relevance in its presence?
Have we attained whatever was desired or expected from?
The truth is bitter but to be explained to whom?
Who will never accept our own theory of deception?
How we remained under subjugation from inception?
Why did we not rise in revolt and tried for solution?
Did we try for it honestly and went for its dissolution?
Will story be rewritten when brought facts in open?
If so when it will find the light of the day and reopen?
Who will shed the light and appreciate the sacrifice?
The fact will be forgotten when people occupy the office
It is hard won struggle and must be preserved at all cost
The power should be shared and utilized for the most
Who knows it may prove acid test for days to come?
Why not celebrate it with fun fare and welcome?
It is unforgettable that freedom has cost us so much
We can’t afford to loose it again in a manner as such
Who will pardon us if we fail to cherish and protect
It has to be defended at all costs in fact
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A Sad State Of Freedom
You waste the attention of your eyes,
the glittering labour of your hands,
and knead the dough enough for dozens of loaves
of which you'll taste not a morsel;
you are free to slave for others--
you are free to make the rich richer.
The moment you're born
they plant around you
mills that grind lies
lies to last you a lifetime.
You keep thinking in your great freedom
a finger on your temple
free to have a free conscience.
Your head bent as if half-cut from the nape,
your arms long, hanging,
your saunter about in your great freedom:
you're free
with the freedom of being unemployed.
You love your country
as the nearest, most precious thing to you.
But one day, for example,
they may endorse it over to America,
and you, too, with your great freedom--
you have the freedom to become an air-base.
You may proclaim that one must live
not as a tool, a number or a link
but as a human being--
then at once they handcuff your wrists.
You are free to be arrested, imprisoned
and even hanged.
There's neither an iron, wooden
nor a tulle curtain
in your life;
there's no need to choose freedom:
you are free.
But this kind of freedom
is a sad affair under the stars.
Translated by Taner Baybars
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Defence line
The country is secured by its own fellow citizens
No out side help can save even if it comes then
It is national pride and sacrifice that may help
All necessary precaution can stave off situation with correct steps
It is our sacred duty to rush for help and defend
You must rush for help and can’t pretend
It has to be protected at all cost
It must occupy our attention and remain upper most
We are duty bound and committed to defend territorial integrity
Whether it is in case of internal disturbances or by mutiny
The state must find itself in preparedness and challenge
It is their internal matter and must be able to manage
It gives sense of belonging to the motherland
Strong nations may try to be hostile or be friend
The diplomacy must also play part to ward off danger
Nothing should be thought of out of anger
The nation can be pushed off by many years
Many human lives are lost amidst fears
The economy may remain in doldrums
The nation can’t sing glory by beating drums
Each dropp of blood may strengthen our belief
It may provide sense of security with relief
No price can be compared to that of freedom
This type of occasion arrives seldom
Is it not the reflection of our strong mind?
Can that be compared with or any where find?
What are all factors that can contribute to great cause?
The nation can survive the test and uniformly pause
People may not mind to offer voluntarily any kind of service
It is not mechanical piece or form of any device
This type sense is generated towards mainland
Their existence is dependant mainly on strong bond
Who may not want their land free from any occupation?
How can they bear any insult based on discrimination?
Who will grant them prestige and pride once under domination?
They can never accept slavery and is out of question
The country can heave a sigh of relief where people are vigilant
They may rise to occasion even if that has to be instant
It is not for asking but as matter of sacred duty
Motherland is to be defended without any doubt and fully
We have come across and tested it on number of occasion
We have stood for maintaining amity and friendly relation
If that has been taken as weakness then we have stood our ground
The necessary precautions coupled with popular support is found
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A defence line
The country is secured by its own fellow citizens
No out side help can save even if it comes then
It is national pride and sacrifice that may help
All necessary precaution can stave off situation with correct steps
It is our sacred duty to rush for help and defend
You must rush for help and can’t pretend
It has to be protected at all cost
It must occupy our attention and remain upper most
We are duty bound and committed to defend territorial integrity
Whether it is in case of internal disturbances or by mutiny
The state must find itself in preparedness and challenge
It is their internal matter and must be able to manage
It gives sense of belonging to the motherland
Strong nations may try to be hostile or be friend
The diplomacy must also play part to ward off danger
Nothing should be thought of out of anger
The nation can be pushed off by many years
Many human lives are lost amidst fears
The economy may remain in doldrums
The nation can’t sing glory by beating drums
Each dropp of blood may strengthen our belief
It may provide sense of security with relief
No price can be compared to that of freedom
This type of occasion arrives seldom
Is it not the reflection of our strong mind?
Can that be compared with or any where find?
What are all factors that can contribute to great cause?
The nation can survive the test and uniformly pause
People may not mind to offer voluntarily any kind of service
It is not mechanical piece or form of any device
This type sense is generated towards mainland
Their existence is dependant mainly on strong bond
Who may not want their land free from any occupation?
How can they bear any insult based on discrimination?
Who will grant them prestige and pride once under domination?
They can never accept slavery and is out of question
The country can heave a sigh of relief where people are vigilant
They may rise to occasion even if that has to be instant
It is not for asking but as matter of sacred duty
Motherland is to be defended without any doubt and fully
We have come across and tested it on number of occasion
We have stood for maintaining amity and friendly relation
If that has been taken as weakness then we have stood our ground
The necessary precautions coupled with popular support is found
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Million men march
It is memorable and historic event
Not sponsored, engineered but self originated movement
It deserves all our praises and heartiest comments
No going back on words and aspirations for the moment
Million of people are in street for better governance
The people have its need and necessity at once
No bullets or any kind of suppression can steal the show
Such movement is likely to engulf entire area and strongly grow
Freedom movement may be little different in its approach
The suppression by greedy few people will meet fate as such
Soon they will find forced exit and will be on permanent run
The people have shown the might and silenced the guns
The popular voice can not be muffled under the gun culture
It has short lived duration and can not have any long future
No dictator has survived even if he had served little good
Even the beggars have joined the streets without caring for food
It may turn heavily against them by inviting bloodbath
It is distartedly act if they invite military and confrontational path
No one has survived forcefully against popular will and uprising
It is not uprising but people’s wish to root out corrupt and cleansing
The Gandhi and philosophy is still active and live in people’s mind
No other alternative is suitable and affordable for any convenient ways to find
It may cause hardship for the moment and look little uncomfortable
It is better and suited way to force the dictators to make the situation stable
The million men are in street asking for immediate change and shift
They want all the short comings and suppression to end with its lift
People are no united and are out with only one aim without any rift
This is non violent method and its implementation can be known as God gift
No one knows what will be the outcome or imposition of fundamentalist rule
But certainly there will be an end of suppressive rule and prevalent of momentary lull
People are tolerant to some extent as human being but not to any extreme level
Popular rule has to be restored and good governance must prevail
The eyes of whole world is concentrated on this memorable march
It has to be solved with agreeable formulas giving healing touch
People have tolerated enough and now wants endurable situation with peace
No one wants hostility, arrogance of power and powerful mad race
No one has right to sit over millions against their will
No one can order military or any for innocents to kill
It may invite wrath and all doors may remain closed for ever
The peaceful transition must place for common good however
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