Away from the scene
It is not fleeing away from the scene
Fear for life as such is never seen
Man may run miles together to escape dragnet
Else he has to loose the life and will not be allowed to let
In democracy, day time murders take place
There is clear and visible mad race
No one can get justice in stipulated time
Freedom is curtailed and liberty crushed sometimes
Where do you go and raise your voice?
Who cares for your cry in wilderness for promises?
Why not keep some loop holes and misses?
Later you have nothing left as traces
This is mockery of system and played for self interest
Draconian rule persist and even termed as best
We know how it strangulates ordinary person
Pushed in gallows for unknown reasons
Properties may be looted and houses burn
Can be termed as hooligan’s act and may take ugly turn
Where life can be played into mad hands
As politicians can murder and at the same time play as friends
Some of the people are truly dedicated and they have reasons
We should see larger cause and evaluate them as right persons
It will be futile to loose a life inn struggle for nothing
Even many patriots have fled the scene and taken refuge for something
Innocents are murdered and women, children are molested
Many good words are said and matter finally rested
We have lost moral rights to protest as true champion
As we now take the refuge under the name of religion
We can’t call our system as civilized forum
Where we can’t maintain good decorum
Forces must be resorted to bare minimum
In extreme cases justification can be given for maximum
Freedom and liberty can’t be taken as privilege
It must come naturally to us as a heritage
We have given enough of blood for peaceful living
Its principles are meant for adoption and believing
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Justice delayed
Can justice be delayed under any circumstances?
Numerous cases can be sighted for instances
Can that not be amounted as justice denied?
Well, conscious should always bite if it is laid
Constitution enshrined for liberty and freedom
Forefathers too considered and thought it as wisdom
Sacrifice made for freedom struggle should not go as waste
To live with true freedom was need of an hour and taste
Still many loop holes remain to be plugged
System is facing criticism and it is wholly bugged
Justice is sold as revealed with emergence of new facts
it is cleverly wrapped in words with simple tact
Under official ret act, nothing can be made public or revealed
Under the oath of secrecy it is cleverly concealed
Normal man can’t dream for getting immediate relief
Loosing faith and trust as mark of disbelief
Innocents are sometimes hung for nothing
Trial summary drags on for years to prove something
History teeters and goons rule the scene
it has been made laughing stock which is never witnessed or seen
Conscience like things has remained on paper
Evidences or approver turn hostile and proof is tempered
Solitary examples shine and keep the system alive
Does the system require honest trial for self and to be revived?
Politicians have corrupted and citizens too have favored
Easy ill gotten money plays part with fragrance and flavor
who would not want to become rich and famous?
Leading lavish life with style and look so glamorous
Death sentence can’t be implemented for simple reason
Wrong move for computation of term for person tried under treason
Still some of us praise the system and sing for liberty
How can it grow amidst the illiteracy and poverty?
Nothing can l change under the light and sun
we will tear it apart by making mockery and fun
Streets will have deserted look under the shadow of gun
People may seek refuge under constant fear and run
Such may be the scene in coming days
You will be caught in cross fire in strange ways
You will have no high hope in bright rays
It may be altogether different if we don’t pay (attention)
No one should be deprived of his/her legitimate dues
System should not be meant for only few
Why is it so that only influential get scoot free
Why other have to sit recite the hymns under the tree?
Let holy principles of justice be upheld
Let innocents be not prosecuted and held
It may or can have legitimate delay
This may send the message across and relay
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Life Is Not Chosen
Life is not at all chosen
It is thrust and forced upon
Only parents prayed for our birth
But someone else is gunning for our death
Democracy or any other system is total failure
Our life is unsecured and precious no more
For a few notorious souls we are simply crushed
Some to the gallows and some in the dungeons pushed
We shall dare not to rise in revolt
To be poor and helpless is only our fault
Who ever comes in power may use same stick!
Nothing else is important than to torture and pick
Human rights violation is order of the day
Only mighty rule and held the sway
Even the people who stand for liberty
Express helplessness, apathy, neglect and pity
Don’t test our patience for a long
One day you may be proving wrong
Nothing may come to your rescue
Only destruction and deaths may be open to view
Human beings are not meant to be slaughtered
They have built dams and river water altered
Many empires have been razed to ground
Not a single sign is likely to be found
Beware! Still time is left to come to sense
Hand over the power peacefully in your presence
Many human lives have been unnecessarily lost
You will loose the power even at tremendous cost
We are peace loving and still care
All living beings are ready to spare
No blood shed for power transition
People are supreme in any composition
We will not remain starved for silly reasons
System has to be changed with honest persons
If no bread can be secured for helpless and poor
They should be forced up on to flee or shown the door
Rule of land and people must prevail
There is should be no deception with tail
No cheating can now be tolerated
Liberty and freedom must remain co-related
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Firing squad
Whose hands should have been hand cuffed and blind folded?
To face a death penalty and possible murder in cold
Can this practice be not put on permanent hold?
Can this be construed as cowardice act or bold?
Still this practiced is on in this civilized world
Reminiscences of cruel days yet not put in cold
Human lives at stake and honest living is marginalized
Fight for freedom and liberty is penalized
Our forefathers and champions always emphasized
Need to struggle for rights and honors energized
“Live and let others live” slogan should be patronized
Need to struggle for human rights should be intensified
Fruits of their struggle may not go in vain,
Struggle for rule and power will always remain,
With a view to have sway under their domain,
Rest all to suffer heavily under agony and pain,
What did they get for their struggle in return?
Old hard days of draconian rule and ugly turn
Misery, poverty and humanity on actual run
Autocratic rule and decisions at point of gun
Still end of peaceful struggle is not in sight
People still crushed, ruled under power or might
Those who continued with weapon and fight
Vanished and never saw a future in a day’s light
Normal citizens face brutal police assault
Wanton killing and wounds are rubbed with salt
You fill in their coffers with wealth?
You shall be fine with the state of health
You may witness fake encounters and executions
Innocents will be punished under the name of institutions
You will face firing squads with inhuman brutality
People all over the world with different nationality
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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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Such attacks
Why the hell is let loose for being girl?
Why has there been tremendous change and turn?
Why is there spurt in violence and crime?
Is this the way for civilized people not to act in bad time?
Big cities are mostly feared of such attack
Girls are picked up, molested and not returned back
Some kind of chemical is thrown on face to disfigure body
What can we call it dastardly act on part of somebody?
This is not the time to pass the blame game
We should try to find out the root cause from where it has come
What reasons can be attributed for sudden rise in atrocity?
It is really matter of great concern and we all feel pity
We have heard a lot about exploitation
We too have come across the deteriorating relation
But has never heard that female child is not allowed to born
No one has definite clue as how to control such thing and govern
Time has now come to take fast decision
Females can't be made extinct for our indecision
There is alarming proportionate ratio in disfavor
The girls may become extinct and cause may be lost forever
It is good to feel that ladies have taken over on many front
They have adopted conciliator approach and avoided to confront
It is good sign as both are like two wheels of the life
Life as such is crucial test and its edge is like sharp knife
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So Many People Wrongfully In Jail
So many people wrongfully in jail
Even in some so called Democratic Countries where the justice system some does fail
For political reasons or for reasons otherwise
Democratically elected governments spread fear through their lies
Of people they imprison from elsewhere
Who to challenge their right to be in their homeland did even dare
Many imprisoned as terrorists are not terrorists at all
And many of those with power in their ways are so small
They cling to power by their spreading of fear
From them we hear what they only want us to hear
Democratically elected governments who in their justice system take pride
With the power of might who feel they have right on their side
They may talk of human rights, justice and freedom but that's rhetoric nothing more
Actions speak louder than words we have heard that before
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Liberty In Christ
In God Believers have liberty, going beyond what the eye can see,
We get this liberty in Jesus Christ, liberty gained through New Life.
Freedom from sin and The Law, bestowed upon the believing soul,
This freedom we have in God’s Son, is available today to everyone.
The liberty that we have from sin, gives Believers His peace within,
As sin’s desire died on the cross, God now purges remaining dross,
And God replaces old sinfulness, with Jesus Christ’s righteousness.
Even though we’re tempted by sin, in Christ we have victory in Him.
As Believers we use our liberty, to point the entire world to Calvary,
Where New Life for all the lost, begins for all at The Savior’s Cross.
As God judged sin and shame, on the cross bearing Christ’s name,
Where we left the bondage of sin, and freedom we received in Him.
This liberty we receive in this life, is used for honoring Jesus Christ,
Not for pursuing our own desires, but His will which is much higher.
We’ve been freed from religion friend, to point souls to a better end,
With God’s Truth that sets men free, with God’s Promise of Eternity.
My friend, The God of all Eternity, desires to give all men this liberty,
A liberty found only in His Son, who upon the cross said “It is done”,
Finished is the work of God’s salvation, by His Son, for every nation.
So all men can receive this liberty, with God’s assurance of Eternity.
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Feel safe in cell
How person can feel safe if put into cell?
How can he think healthy and positive to feel well?
Some these things are related to person’s freedom
This has been neglected and realized seldom
Even birds resist when put into cage?
In civilized society we have taken a pledge
Not to chain anybody and keep in bondage
There is complete and acceptable sea change
Someone may be serving sentence
He is behind bar for not showing out side presence
It is just to check the lawlessness and maintain order
Society is helped in this way to have safe border
We advocate the principle of “Live and let others live”
Condone the sentence and give chance to relive
Forget the past incidence and forgive
In this way we can afford some chance to give
Jails, no doubt, are not meant for punishing persons
But give a chance to reform for various reasons
Person can be hanged for the charges of treason
But can’t be forgotten for murder, loot and arson
It can turn person into hard core criminals
When come out of cell, he may know all terminals
He will not be the same person with innocence
He has nothing to maintain as good rapport with resonance
Cell is like good place or reforming club
Here person is trying to forget wounds and not allowed to rub
He is given enough of lessons to shed past record
To come out as good citizens with promising words
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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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Entire nation
Is it mere corruption that has engulfed entire nation?
Has that got any relevance in present context or relation?
It may be really a volcano eruption if that is indication
The nation wants free air without any suffocation
“Whole world is suffering same syndrome” remarked a leader
How can that be accepted as valid argument by reader?
When thousands of starve and millions watch helplessly?
How can this be not eradicated forcefully and successively?
Now safe haven for scoundrels. Mafias and politicians
It is not confined to Egyptians, Libyans or Indians
The poor is suffering most and fruit is enjoyed by those
Who have not struggled at all and come to power by force
Once in life time there is eruption and great revolution
No one is spared when there is great demand for devolution
The streets may not provide them safe heave or refuge
The force and demand may be tremendous and very huge
Such a candle is lit in this country by ordinary person
“Anna” stands for brother and out in open for various reasons
Country is reeling under corruption and may loose the pride and honor
He has come out with everything to loose still to act as savior
Battle line is drawn and challenge is thrown open
There is no other option but the talks to reopen
No one can escape dragnet against the popular demand
Even top order of leaders can now fear for remand
Not one man may lead the peaceful army
Whole of country may defeat the handful of enemies
They have no shame or regret for their action
We have to shape the destiny with outright reaction
They may offer all escape rotes for easy passage
The popular will may deliver the clear message
If they have any sense of self respect and concern for country
They should willingly declare the assets and black money
No one can be claimed as free from this evil
Yet the democracy is considered mother of all evils yet civil
All changes are expected and cards are on anvil
It is greatest demand of time with strongest will
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May not prove right
Sometimes what you think may not prove right
Instead of left you may chose wrong and go out of sight
You are adamant and sticking with wrong judgment
It lands you in maximum trouble with embarrassment
How can sea turn from blue to white?
How can you get any thing without putting up fight?
It has its own deep depth to make you wonder
The nature has its own secrets for all the time to ponder
The mango tree may not ripen its fruit of its own
You have your own tendency and are well-known
You want it to dropp in your mouth with no efforts
No one may provide you such blessings with comforts
Merely hoping may do no wonder
Rain may shower with heavy thunder
This all may take place in its own way
You can not hope it in leisure time and run away
Life is same as it was before
Your thinking is erroneous and is flawed therefore
It is ridiculous to think about reaching safely at shore
You are lost on the way and may reach no where
Any person is worth penniless unless tries very hard
He may fear before it begins with good starts
He may think of leaving it in between
And loose the hope of getting clear win
Life may seem dull and useless
You may be lost simply in race
There will be nothing more left to trace
It will be really delicate and bad phase
He may within himself generate dejection
Life may look worth for simple rejection
There is nerd for powerful thrust with injection
It may them improve altogether with some indication
Thank God, in day time the stars are not seen
Otherwise time will be spent sky and its scene
The moon will not surface and cool the mind
The wishes and desires may never be on hand to find
Well some hopes can be revived
It is only means to remain survived
Life hinges on the thin ray of hope
The show can never go flop
We are gifted with untiring energy and strength
It may loose some thing on way and not match wave length
Yet it has powerful beacon to trace the location
There is lot more to wait for happiness and elation
So loose no sight or blame the fate
We are to be blamed for if anything comes late
Either we have failed to realize the situation
Or failed to match with it and had no continuation
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Days Are Not Far
Days are not far off when you will run
Not the army may follow you with gun!
But people will throw rotten eggs on your head and have fun
You will be painted black and paraded in hot sun
You may wonder and think what has happened to this people
They were helpless and never in position or capable
How could they rise in rebellion and raise the banner?
What was the inspiration and who was the trainer?
Romania faced same fate when dictator had to pay heavily
Libya followed same bloody path and paid dearly
Egypt and Jordan are burning under heavy public pressure
People have lost the patience and want secured future
People are killed in streets like animals and goats
Promises are given and dreams are shown with fine quotes
Life is at standstill and hungry people are on rampage
The history will be written with blood on the page
The leaders followed same ideology under all the regimes
Country heavily burdened under debt and surge in crimes
Life has become cheaper than dogs with scant respect
Now you will find the final show down with people’ act
What is use of democracy when two times meal is denied?
What is fun when food is rotting in open and laws defied?
Open loot from people’s account and no one is responsible
Can this process be not pushed aside and made reversible?
Burn all the law books and return to the jungle rule
Where at least one king may prepare the module
Might may be right but peace may be assured
The life will be respected and values may be treasured
Why can’t there be cap on their greed or lust?
Why can’t their assets be seized and deposited in trust?
National wealth can’t be concentrated in the hands of few
Time has come to strike at the root and urgent need for review
If system can’t be improved then let the rule be resisted
Make them realize that their fate is time being rested
You may loose everything if outburst is not controlled
People may rise in despair and final day may be called
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I Feel Sad
Why do I feel bad about fanatics?
What is simple thought or any basic?
What can be termed as logic?
I have no answer for it and feel so sick
Whether enemy or friends
What shall be our stand?
To treat them in real life or up to an end
Does it compel us to change the attitude or mend?
Two recent reports shattered my belief?
It made my heart to sink over no relief
On and off such repetition is made
Bullets are indiscriminately sprayed
People have lost their lives while greeting
Some thirty odd lives were lost while meeting
The holy place was blasted off for no reason
How can we celebrate today as true devotee or person?
Men killed in street are not regretted
Opponent's disappearance still can be termed as ill fated
But what about people gathered in holy place for prayers?
What do we call mercenaries or bullet sprayers?
Which religion permits such an outrage?
How can we tolerate such carnage?
Who will then come forward for propagation of true religion?
Such kind of hatred may engulf entire region?
I want to disassociate from such kind of people
Who knows nothing about human sufferings and struggle?
What do they know about the precious human lives?
What else is left there in life to pursue and believe?
I hate such people for their blind theory
They may survive little more time to feel sorry
It only adds momentum to increase worry
Let them be cursed with all displeasure from almighty
• Media reposted recent killings in Afghanistan
• Displacement of large Muslim population in Myanmar
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Appeal and Honest Promises
It can't be imported from outside
It is serious matter for us to decide
It is matter of honor and pride
How long we may shy off and hide?
Why some one should approach you?
Why do they need to lecture you to be true?
Have we no responsibility to think of nation?
When three quarter of the population remains on government ration?
Why must it rot in open go down?
Why some of grains fall in private hands to own?
What matters most when farmers commit suicide?
We have not woken up yet ignore how to discuss and confide?
You may amass millions out of our hunger
Yet we may express no anger
Because we live under democratic system
Our hands fall short to catch them
So far you were raising slogans against foreign rule
Now you have your own system and people
No threat from inside or from any quarter
Yet you nothing to think and more to barter
Who corrupts system for own benefit and later on prevail?
Who comes clean out of it and avail?
The spoil is shared by all our learned brethrens
Yet we keep quiet and don't bother or express concern
'People may accept or reject' when we go for election
They may know well about our intention and action
Politicians may shout from the roof top
Who else than us can dare and try to stop?
So we, the people of sovereign state, must decide and declare
Will never allow any one who is likely to subverts our interest and dare
Let democracy thrive under the watchful eyes of people
It is not right approach to underestimate the struggle
We may have set rules and guiding principles
We may have protection under constitution rules
Yet intentional injury to sentiment is punishable by natural justice
Where no hollow words but rules the appeal and honest promises
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In uncontrolled world
I am born free and live in uncontrolled world
I have all the rights to expose corruption and put irregularities on hold
If I consider it fit to be auctioned then I am prepared for my soul to be sold
I can be adventurous at others expenses and would love to called bold
Why do you think democracy has got all the ills?
Do you not have easy access free way to feel?
Is there any country with so much liberal mechanism?
Crowd can be hired and pressed into service for claiming purism?
I can indulge in hypocracy and still called a liberal
Only written orders are taken as legal and nothing in oral
Enough room to maneuver right in wrong way and escape
Even nothing can be proves in the cases of rapes
I have faith in judiciary and its tiring process
I also know it can be landed in mess
Few bunch of liar experts with money temptation
Can strengthen close bond with excellent relation
I have equal regard for administration
Full permission for selling counter bands on any stations
Whether in public, hiding places or in prominent places
You can have anything on sale provided it nicely fetches
There is enough of joy in being called irresponsible
No one may entrust you job which is important an accountable
You are simply being tolerated due to faulty liberal set up
You will not be questioned or made you to shut up
Our forefathers fought for liberty, independence and freedom
Its true meaning is taken seriously or understood seldom
Know your rights fully well but not to talk of duties as well
The system has proved blessings and offers different tale
Some politicians, lawyers, traders and civil servants even
Wish their full share with full indemnity as nothing can happen
Judicial system can afford them long years to roam in free environment
As they will have enough of time to threaten, intimidate and issue hostile statements
I had dreamed of such an environment with full protection
As it was not to apply any of the restriction on my action
Except in rarest of rare crime there was not to be any capital punishment
At the most some restrictions and temporary ban on movements
Same inherent weaknesses may also be enjoyed in arbitrary functions
There may be lot many harsh regulations with many awaiting inductions
Exploitation to maximum in limited time with damsel’s sword on head
Still enough of loop holes to escape dragnet and luxuriously to lead
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Political: Freedom Before Responsibility
I cry for Africa,
Afrique du Sud where
we won freedom before
accepting
accountability.
We abuse liberty,
infringe rights, make
the line between “yours”
and “mine” opaque and
ignore the notion of
reciprocal duty; we don’t
know what it means to do
unto others as we would have
them do unto us, except where
we give in token what we
expect to receive in kind
Europe plundered Africa under
God, left Christianity chained
in an era’s exploitation blessed
by autocracy; when tamed by
Renaissance Europe left Africa
behind - the next step was freedom;
but we never learnt how to respect
freedom’s household duties;
We tasted liberty’s heady glory
taking charge of ourselves with
no ethical wares except a God of
Vengeance, never learnt what mutual
obligation meant – never learnt why
it would become us; today we know:
We have a right to our own life
And why should we respect ALL life?
Our forebears never did. We have right
to freedom of thought, conscience and
religion – never were taught to respect
all differences as sacred and worthy;
just as our masters exploited, maimed
and killed us, so do we. The rainbow
nation is killing one another, rule is
survival, ANC won its struggle through
violence – now it seems violence rules
by right again in my beloved Africa…
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Where to complain
Where to go for complaint?
When king becomes blind and turn saint?
When kingdom is handed over to wolves
Whole mystery surrounds and treachery involves
Is it wise to turn the kingdom into holy land?
Leaving the subjects into the unholy hands?
Allow anarchy and misery to prevail
All rights and freedom may also to curtail
These were the old divine rights of the kings
King was master and we the animals in rings
No voice to be heard with clipping of wings
Not to even murmur and allowed to sing
Kings used to abdicate power in favour
Such a mad race shrouded in glamour
Such was state and no worry for subject
Power or authority only main object
Kings have vanished but leaders are born
Only power game and principles torn
Who knows which side they may turn?
Monarchy is over or likely to return
People still favour old king’s system
Voice was still heard…………………
Thousands of leaders have come into being
Promises forgotten and no welfare to bring
God may save country from clutch
King was accessible even within reach
Leaders have worries and no time to spare
There is no use quality to compare
We have no choice but to live with evil
One may be less other may be more devil
Life is short and has to be compromised
When words are reneged initially promised
There is no use for blood to get boiled
Only strong resolves to get attempts foiled
Still nothing is slipped away and out of hand
Rule should prevail with respect to holy land
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Spirit Of Freedom
(realising the new world)
I know instinctively
When something is right
With no one there to save me
You came into my life
The words you whispered
Still echo in my mind
Forget about tomorrow
Forget about time
So good to be alive and touch
The spirit of freedom - in your soul
So good to breathe the air and
Feel that life is worth living
Theres no time to waste in this life
Theres no time at all
So good to see the truth and touch
The spirit of freedom
I never thought that
I could ever feel this way
To see the warmest sunlight
On a cold and rainy day
Dawn wakes the silence
And I know that I cant wait
To hear the words
I wanna say again and again
So good to be alive and touch
The spirit of freedom - in your soul
So good to breathe the air and
Feel that life is worth living
Theres no time to waste in this life
Theres no time at all
Theres no time to waste in this life
Theres no time at all
So good to be alive and touch
The spirit of freedom - in your soul
So good to breathe the air and
Feel that life is worth living
Theres no time to waste in this life
Theres no time at all
So good to be alive and touch
The spirit of freedom - in your soul
song performed by by Uriah Heep
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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System Of Life
Now its time to look in your eyes
Youre so much better its no surprise
Its like a mirror is watching you
Maybe the words been broken - dont be no fool
Following the lights you see like a rolling train
Yesterday is gone - tomorrows in your hands
Something youve had is gone - dont wish it back
Let it go - dont run away - its nothing youll forget
You know the rules dont need no warning
Theres only one way to find the clue
Inside you so let it go
System of life - be the hunted or the hunter
System of life
System of life - its always by your side
System of life - the one and only way to live in harmony
Dont paint a picture full of love and hate
Paradise is here - but exceptions prove the rules
Sometimes it feels just like a dream becoming true
Close your eyes - look inside - it will never be the same
cause for your life there aint no warning
So stand up and fight to find the clue
So watch out you live and learn
Its the
System of life - be the broken or the breaker
System of life
Its the
System of life - its always real and true
System of life - the one and only way to live in harmony
Yeah - yeah
Oh, its the
System of life - be the hunted or the hunter
System of life
Its the
System of life - its always by your side
System of life - the one and only way to live in harmony
Its the
System of life - be the taken or the taker
System of life
Its the
System of life - its always real and true
System of life
song performed by by U. D. O.
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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On the world stage
I never knew as a boy
What can be termed a decoy?
What can be called happiness and joy?
It was just innocent stage to enjoy
As the time moved on
Many changes took place and gone
There was further expansion
Life had joy with beautiful extension
No one to stop and enough of space
Life was meant to be an open race
No restriction for scaling the ladder
I was only claimant and bidder
What makes you to keep head high?
Life is to be guided by principles sans lies
Never to deceive and never to betray
Only on scene permanently to stay
This may help in long run
As struggle is on in hot sun
"Come what may" approach may enlighten way
The story of success can't far away
Life with honor and name
There remains nothing to be blamed
No guilty conscious to feel shame
God only knows where from such feelings came
Only those people can look high
Who have the strong wings to fly?
High ideals and goals to try
No room to shed the tears and cry
So I am here on the world stage
Where it is proved with passing of an age
Individual may have his own identity
But can never be without the blessings from almighty
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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