Crisis deepens
The doubts are overcast and crisis deepens
Verbal duals are on and criticism sharpens
There is every move to scuttle the long marathon
The misrule is about to end and ruler is on run
Pro and against crowd is pitching battle
The street is full of screams and issue will not settle
Bloody battle will be waged and many may die
Oh God! Save thy country before they ruin and fly
You almost ruled with iron hand
Opponents were done away and tagged with brand
On the name of security and for motherland
They were outlawed and condemned as firebrand
God only knows how many perished behind bars?
How many are languishing and countless sent very far
Yet the draconian rule never came to an end
Though many times with the warning and feelers were sent
The country may watch either smooth transition
Or will witness bloodiest and stormy transformation
It is still unclear what way the wind will choose to blow
It won’t be easy either for country men or neighbors to go
The volatile situation may grip the entire area with fear
The agony and misery may go up and unbearable to bear
Many families may loose their heads and sent to oblivion
They will have no other option but to shed tears in pavilion
It is better to die in such condition than to die under tyrant rule
You can’t judge the world by standing alone on tool
You got to match with changing mood and situation
There can’t prevail any more uncertainty with its continuation
The rules may come and go with lot of wealth
The nation may loose charm with its economic health
The situation may any how be dealt with
The country has to be fully geared and armed with teeth
Possible to morrow may not as bright as expected
Popular wish and sentiments have to be respected
“The kingdom is divine right of kings” have gone
There is more or less but new concept is accepted and done
I wish there prevails good sense and matter settles
There is no great divide and people do not battle
The driving of wedge in between may widen the rift
The chances may be spoiled if not accepted as heavenly gift
The autocratic rule has to come to an end for good
People are living in misery and many are starved of food
It they can not remain sympathetic to the common cause
They should be mustered with bitter medicine with full doze
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War Cry and After
No country wants its dismemberment!
Wrong misadventure brings bad moment
It leads to humiliation and shame
Whole country stands along and subjected to blame
No one may go into actual cause
Whether it was imposed or forced
Mighty may rule and manage the scene
The tragedy and plight may only be seen
As beggars have no choice
So is the terms and condition with no promises
The country may be plundered and subjected to loot
Simple passers by may suffer and simply shoot at
People go war hungry and loose the common sense
Fall in with false propaganda and situation is made tense
Third party gets benefit out of it and reaps the harvest
The countries suffer due to their own follies and stand the acid test
Population may suffer most and under go agony and plight
The children may get no medicine and women may loose rights
Their honor may be at stake and position may turn tight
The war is lost without firing and shot or going into fight
In current age it looks all useless
The dragon stands there with ugly face
Who suffers most and benefits and at what cost?
Humanity has suffered and war has been lost
All greedy eyes are on natural wealth
Many countries suffer most on ground of health
Paucity of funds and corruption is taking heavy toll
The mistrust and apprehensions erects its own wall
Let each country shape its own development
Live within boundary and with free movement
Build the relation with neighboring countries and progress
Why at all there should be war cry and mad race?
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Normal life
Normal life for ordinary people have become impossible
Life is full of hell and unbearable with troubles
Not a square meal can be afforded
Seized with tension and heavily loaded
May be the situation all over world
People have suffered but turned cold
Rich becomes richer and poor becomes poorer
Hard worker suffer and enjoys wrong doer
We are yet very lucky
We have the power to turn key
We make them to sit on throne
Next time see they are actually thrown
We are living democracy
But what can be condition with autocracy?
People may be really suffering
Execution and deportation must be concerning
People might have different situation and environment
Every cruel move may be moment for resentment
Force is met with force despite heavy popular movement
Eyes look towards sky for proudest moment
People have taken to arms
As last resort to remind and warn
Popular will may reign supreme
Country belongs to all and should be handled as team
Not a single innocent must be killed
Cemetery with dead bodies should not be filled
Whether one likes it or not
If warranted the war must be fought
To shed human blood is crime
But that is demand of time
Many hands may rise in support
It shall be deemed as horrible report
Freedom is not won with kind words
Sometimes bloody wars waged with sharp swords
It has deep sentiments high regard
No one expects any return or reward
Tomorrow sun may shine bright on homeland
We may stand together and cheer for motherland
With strong resolve that tomorrow may belong to our children
They must remember it for days to come and not forget even
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Freedom For Palestine! ...
My country, my people, my land
Oh do I wish to be with my people hand in hand
With all wars abolished and all pain gone
With death and pain vanished that has been accepted for very long
Oh do I hope for my country’s independence and self-rule
Oh do I wish to destroy my enemies that have been and are still cruel
With all this evil destroyed and finally stopped
Then no more dreadful missiles could be dropped
Where finally a child can sleep silently in his bed
Not worrying about the next day if he’ll be dead
Where children are happy and finally sense the feeling of fun
Where a father could finally live in peace with his son
Yes, it’s my country Palestine
A country that will always stay mine
Oh do I wish the world could just for once say no and mean it
Oh do I wish the people in this universe could just admit
That what’s going on in Palestine is totally wrong
Then the war that’s still happening would’ve not stayed for so long
I don’t see the reason on why an innocent child deserves to die
I don’t see why a mother should look at her dead children and cry
We are all people...Our differences doesn’t matter anymore
Freedom and peace is what we all should be looking for
May the Palestinian pain and misery just fade away
That’s all I pray for every single day.
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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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Believe it as right
Rejoice o, sons of soil and celebrate
The happiness and joy how to narrate
It has found its ultimate and logical end
The tyrant was forced to flee and inclined to bend
The popular will has prevailed and won
The hardship and pain may finally be gone
Let another tyrant not enter through back door
The country belongs to all including very poor
Years have passed in turmoil and end was not in sight
No one was able to judge and believe it as right
How can a single individual rule over millions hungry?
When there was no love for countrymen and country?
The endurance has now no more stretching space
We have been pushed into corner for mad race
It was unknown tyrant to long for such a long
Why did he not know he was doing something wrong?
How can we remain in palace when country men were dying in hunger?
Why can’t one understand that people are unhappy and raging with anger?
Even if tyranny is to find a favor one must act sensible and be compassionate
His rule can be disliked by many but must beat with aspirations and resonate
This is how we have witness over number of years in recent days
People have taken to streets and forced the tyrants to go away
What would they do with stolen national wealth when it is needed here?
How would they feel comfortable when they will find place no where?
The last Great Mughal Emperor Bhadurshah Jafar missed his motherland
He was exiled by foreign invaders for annexing the complete land
How much desperate he was when his last days were near?
He could not find burial land for waging holy struggle for years
People do remember great sons of soil and patronize
They will never agree if attempt is made for country to colonize
It is stand not acceptable as it is breach of promise and amounts to compromise
Even blind ruler may find the revolt much to his astonishment and surprise
It is sad to witness some of innocent deaths
The countrymen may remember their sacrifice and lay a wreath
It may always be commemoration to their selfless service
Whole country may be weeping over martyr’s death and not as demise
The new day may come with lot many aspirations and expectations
New rule with lots of welfare measures may sound as an indication
In any set up people wish is supreme and may stay as final
Any attempt to sabotage it may lead to down fall or tyrant’s funeral
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Animal called politician
I am special and unique kind of magician
I can also be called as shameless politician
I claim to have descended directly from heaven
I have full right to enjoy full facilities even
I care no hoots for poor and needy
I am prepared to be called greedy
My coffer should be filled with money and enough land
For me there is no permanent foe or friend
I have special skill to amass the wealth
I care for no one and maintain excellent health
Each and every case is differently dealt with
I am armed will all the skills up to teeth
God was merciful to have granted me with skill
Everything was easy and could be done at will
People touched feet and offered whatever I wanted
It was rudderless ship I was called up on to be boarded
The ship to be taken in any direction without fear of direction
No doubts to be cast on sincerity for any of the action
Almost granted with full indemnity and blessed with fortune
I have developed the skill for people to dance with my tune
How long I shall rule the area or country?
Will I have unrestricted access or entry?
Will people tolerate it for all the times to come?
Will there be love lost or I shall be unwelcome?
I have become thick skinned animal and fearless
They will need me all the time so long as they are leaderless
I shall take full precaution not to afford them any awareness
Else it may invite dawn fall much to the discomfort and bitterness
People have short memory and forget easily
I shall spend the rest of my life happily
Who cares for national sentiments and poverty?
Though the politics is considered as mean and dirty
I think of going away from such politics
It may be considered as high skill and tactics
It is good medium to serve the people on mass scale
The people may not spare if your action is failed
No politician has died as poor hungry man
Even though less corrupt, he may be remembered as gentleman
It may be necessity and compulsion in life to attain enough wealth
Still that is being tolerated and paid mark of respect on his death
It may be completely naïve to blame wholly on his logic
We have built him and brought to such level to create magic
The nation or country might not have developed to such a large scale
Had he not been given free hand to move in sea as whale?
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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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A democracy not alone
It is not the democracy alone to enjoy
It can be dependent on many methods and how you employ
The people are made supreme to decide the course
Often it is giving the way and invite the curse
After all it has to be for the people's good
What is the use if they are starving for food?
still they have to live under poverty line
And we claim it alright and is very fine
Why have we not attained real form of liberty?
Why do we witness lawlessness and feel pity?
It is irony of fact that we have no iron will
We allow them free hand to target us and kill
Is it not the fact the there is large scale corruption?
The system is put to disuse and face frequent disruption
The legal cases takes years together for addressable
Where do we go then for its redressal?
The political rivalry is welcome in any form
Only people should remain vigilant and inform
The course can be steered and taken to safety
The adversary can be defeated even if he is powerful and mighty
I witness emergence of dictatorship
They come into power and act as lordship
It has lacuna and lack so much in application
The people still suffer In its continuation
The peace and happiness must prevail at any cost
This is troubling factor and is seen with most
No system is perfect unless rightly implemented
It may deliver good but still adversely commented
All dictators and despots are not that evil
They have been represented as devil
We are the culprits to have openly encouraged
The country's affair could have been well managed
Nothing is condemned or praised
It is the only finger raised
We may lack the strength to oppose
The country is at loss as we observe truce and pause
Some of the decisions can be taken arbitrarily
if that can lead to defuse the situation easily
There is no need to go through tortuous route
We should try to weed out and strike at the root
We all know there is tragic end for despots
They receive all negative reports
Their future hangs in balance and fear for life
They can't handle the country which torn with strife
Democracy or despotic rule can serve better
It should serve better and not shatter
All our aspirations for peace and stability
It will be known as best very good quality
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At every stage
At every stage and time we find traitors
They easily get backing with their mentors
Who thinks of security, nation or country?
When there is temptation for money?
Our head bows down in shame
No one appreciates it but only blame
When we come to know it by chance?
We condemn it in strong words at once
Bartering national interest is considered as treason
No amount of arguments can be accepted as valid reason
The mother land has to be considered above everything
It is not simple piece of land but above and all special and something
We can still consider some helpless situation
It may be compelled on individual with its continuation
The common sense may not come to his help to think otherwise
He may take such hasty steps which may not be considered wise
The murderers or trouble shooters can be dealt with harsh punishment
The economic offenders may be awarded with less confinement
Little crime here and there can be controlled with severe sentences
But what can be done with traitors to set the exemplary precedence
The death punishment to terrorist may make him hero in public eye
At slightest precondition, all the preventive steps may be given go bye
How helplessly we witness the deterioration in law and order?
Forget about daily skirmishes from neighbors on our borders
The fifth line disorder is known as enemy from within
You can fight external enemies and score a win
You are not aware of the threat existing inside
This threat perception is considered open and very wide
The national security is compromised for paltry some
This is causing great concern and considered as worrisome
We have not yet developed great sense of patriotism
Any peace loving citizen should be ashamed of such criticism
Enough damage is being done on this count
Later on lot of pressure is likely to mount
The matter may be discussed at every forum
There may prevail calm and everybody may keep mum
The national interest must be assigned with great importance
It can not be compromised at any level for an instance
It is not debatable and any breach of it must be dealt with severely
The ordinary function must be allowed to function very orderly
We are bound to function as watch dog for security
It largely helps to build harmony and amity
The peace is maintained and prosperity is expected
There is all-round performance and everything else is rejected
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Innocents Shed Lives
'The days of divine rights of kings' have gone
Their monopoly to rule also has been undone
Lot many countries have adopted world charter
Where equal rights for all have proved as good starter
Weak political system has given the room for dictators to rise
The whole system has been pushed aside and resulted in breach of promises
Promises given to people of the land to rule as per their wishes
Alas! That has remained distant dream and all hopes remain dashed
Entire globe is divided into two systems
Yet it does not suit to their design and ill will stem
Dictators seize powers and pirates rule the sea
Very pathetic condition all over world to see
How many innocents shed lives per day?
How many soldiers loose their precious lives on the way?
Their vehicles are blasted and road is blocked
In friction of seconds many lives are smoked
Terrorists strike at their will and keep humans as shield
They have sway over limited land yet find open field
Not all efforts are paying any dividend for world peace
Life is very difficult for poor people to live at ease
There may be many people like me feeling helpless
Yet we cry over liberty and bring smile on face
Many activists rot in jails for no fault or crime
What next should be our goal or aim as prime?
Let there be system if any country chooses?
World should not bother as no threat it poses
Let there be no violation of human rights
Rest all can be avoided to fuel the fight
If need be lawlessness can be curbed with heavy hand
This beautiful world belongs to all and must prove as heavenly land
It is not the role of any class or country
We are here as special missionary of the almighty
Let doves fly all over globe with message
Small branch in mouth to speak nothing
Let world witness real message behind
Search the soul earnestly and find
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On Threshold
Are we on threshold of second revolution?
Millions heart already felt its elation'
Few steps away to root out corruption
If things go with support without interruption
People can tolerate maximum
They have zero power tolerance and can bear to minimum
The elasticity can loose its sensitivity
If compromised with its quality
No tyranny can last long ever
People may not forget it forever
When chance come to strike
Tyrants has to flee and take firs flight
One voice is sufficient
To raise the banner and message be sent
It may create the ripples in enemy circle
They might now have sensed the trouble
This is how revolution takes place
It is for survival and not for any race
Popular will is against the misrule
They can’t make everybody fool
Country must come first above everything
Its unique stand and pride is meant for something
No matter how much sacrifice we have to give?
Else our future generation may not forgive
The holy soil always wants sacrifice
A stable stand and with full of promises
That land may remain sacred and for all
The poor and deprived ones must receive attention and call
We can do even without meals
But they should not make move to steal
On our freedom and hard won liberty
At the cost of our inability and poverty
We may die for honor
But not for corruption and dishonor
They must get warning signal
That there may be unpleasant situation on arrival
Let there be good sense and prevail
All systems may not work and fail
We stand together for it not to succeed
They must pay the respect and heed
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Civilization may.........
Civilizations may emerge fresh and vanish
Remains may be found later on but not finish
Excavations may shed some light on glorious past
There may be some reasons for its extinctions very fast
How does nation emerge with historical traditions?
Deep rooted love for holy land without condition
Every citizen ready to shed blood for its pride and honor
All to defend irrespective of old or young major or minor
Nation may remain within secured boundaries
It may have all the prosperity with big industries
Peace and stability may still elude the nation
Other neighbors may not like to have good relations
How can sentiments and attachments remain intact without identity?
Stable nation with strong defense is all call of the day and necessity
Nation can only prosper and rise with strong and resolute action
We the people of nation has every right to defend without any reaction
Can any nation prosper without popular support?
Is it not essential to live as one nation with good rapport?
Does then any nation may you look towards you for any weak spot?
I think they will refrain from any mad misadventure and dare not
It will be great shame if we have to live under constant fear
It will be living death if constantly agony and pain we have to bear
Nation will pass through identity crisis and suffer with humiliation
To live under shame may add insult and find no reconciliation
It is right said “don’t ask what country is doing for you”
But ask “what you are doing for the country”
It has deep meaning in it and quiet sensible thought behind
Any nation can’t afford to go without it and reasonably find
No nation can advance and have identity of its own
If it has no clear policy and stand clearly known
At least people of other nations may look toward with a respect
They will think twice before and enter into pact
Ancient civilizations were knows for its tolerance
“Live and let others live” was slogan free from any interfearence
This always formed corner stone of policy
Liberty and freedom were not the words from mighty
Liberal thoughts must prevail and message should go across
Let there be the free world with liberty thoughts and no threats to pose
No intimidation of any sort with mutual territorial integrity in tact
Let there be free flow of people to uphold the humanity in fact
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It is people
It is people’s victory
No one should feel sorry
It was writing on wall
Demand of the day and call
Mahatma Gandhi did it to gain freedom
Such movement was witnessed seldom
Today it is happening once again
Glory to motherland and power to regain
No bloodshed or single loss of life
Amidst uncertainty, with growing concern and strife
Whole country has witnessed a non violent struggle
With free will drive for looters, grabbers in populated jungle
Why country and poor can not be placed at top?
Why does our spirit and conscience not stop?
What is reason for putting country into shame?
Is the liberal democracy only causing to blame?
Politicians and bureaucrats have done immense damage
The country’s affair is in shamble and unable to manage
The precious national wealth is taken away from people
God only knows when we can do it or be able?
Even the mighty can be brought down to knee
This is movement for calling a country really free
The system is not used to the advantages for few
People are in street to compel the culprits review
Only one man has done the miracle
Whole of country is proud of and entered the circle
The time zeroed in and changes are offered
The conception may be odd but opinion never differed
The country has to be freed from the slavery
From the organized loot and corruption mystery
Who can lead the nation and bring the result?
The country has faced enough of it with insult
Mahatma faced bullet for telling truth
This lone man may loose battle and face the death
Yet whole country is behind mass movement
We can only offer tribute and no other comments
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How To Rule
How to rule big country?
Fool its people and spread misery
You must have enough of skill and money
Then you can rule over with turn key
Who cares if farmers suicide?
Who cares if poor is crushed and dies?
Some paltry some for his descent funeral
And few bucks to bereaved family on arrival
Where my country is heading for?
Why Jumbo Boeing jets are landing on soil unsought for
Why coal has turned white all of sudden?
Why country is so much worried and laden?
Moguls thought years back and stayed
British did it and successfully swayed
Plundered the country and took wealth abroad
What is the scene today to share the load?
Again and again tax is forced
Sky is limit but country has progressed
Congress does repeat show and may get biting dust
One big push is in offing and is certainly must
Poor may die of hunger
Still may not show any anger
They are given lollypop
Along with liquor, dhoti* and utensils hope
They will form government again at centre
All thugs will assemble to share the butter
All perks and emoluments may be doubled
Country may go to dogs and remain troubled
Politicians play the trick and cheat the voters
Lion's share is grabbed and play as sorters
Each area is divided and to be ruled
No interference is promised and public is fooled
This is my country and is called safe heaven
Millions of refuges cross over illegally and settle down
You ask for ration card, identity proof and light bill
Everything is ready for our innocent nationals to be killed
* Dhoti ….Long cloth for wrapping body
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Those helpless
I cry for those helpless
Bruises can be seen on their face
No greed but only one wish
The drive for only fight to finish
How may have committed suicide?
What does it speak of or confide?
Where are we heading for future?
No one can say it for sure
Like me many more may be bleeding with sound
Their cry may never be heard or look sound
It may be heard by vultures and hungry animals
Their entry may be noticed only after arrivals
We are democratic country with all the statutory provisions
Everything is written and prevails no confusion
Anybody can lay a hand on anything they like
Prices can be sky rocketed with exorbitant hike
What a common man will do to survive?
Where from will he manage to live?
Nothing is within reach for square meal
The big fishes have hand on everything to steal
Farmers are ending their life
Situation is not normal and torn with strife
Not a single day is passing off without any scandal
This is danger situation and may turn suicidal
Country may face near bankruptcy
Whole national wealth may look empty
It may lie in foreign banks to destabilize economy
To whom we may call friends or enemy?
Can we prefer such system where people have no faith?
Unarmed people beaten and pushed to near death
How long the country may witness upheaval?
Who will volunteer to sacrifice his life for bringing heaven?
No forces, democratic or autocratic, can muffle the voice
You have commitment and pledge to fulfill the promises
History may not pardon you for commitment of sacrilege?
You can’t claim immunity in democracy as previlage
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Read All About It
Riots on our city streets
violence behind closed door
while the rich are getting richer
all the rest are sad and poor.
Young people can't find work
the elderly left on the scrapheap
people are feeling anxious
they struggle to get some sleep.
But that's all the bad news
surely there's some good as well?
this used to be a great country
not a mixture of misery and Hell.
The papers only cover the bad stuff
this is what we all want to read
but this isn't a bad place to live
full of badness, poverty, and greed.
What about the doctors and nurses
who tend the sick in their hospital beds
or all those selfless charity workers
with only good thoughts inside their heads?
People running marathon after marathon
to help someone who is ill and in need
they do it because they're full of compassion
not motivated by lots of money or greed.
So this country isn't yet gone to the dogs
whatever the newspapers like to say
there's still lots of brightness to be found
not everything is dull, depressing, and Grey!
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A nation to be loved
I loved the nation as anybody did
Who may not prefer prosperous nation to lead?
It is great honor to be a part of any nation
Our existence has been linked with strong relation
What can be situation if we have to live under domination?
Whole of area under occupation and total subjugation
Complete control on movements and limited supply of ration
What all these speak and give indication?
You have heart, body but no soul
The nights may be threatened with the noise of owl
Not good omen for any sensible good citizens
What can be alternatives when all options are frozen?
It is deep love and belonging to nationhood
Most sacred to defend along with motherhood
Thousands of death can be preferred to defend the country
Who else will come and guard like sentry?
No one may tolerate any type of encroachment
There has to be popular rising along with movement
Invaders can not be allowed to settle
Even if we have to shed the blood in battle
The blood must boil from within
The war must be waged to force the win
The chances may look slim and very thin
Yet it is compared to slavery scene
You are seen with scant respect
The land is tied with unholy pact
How can one nation be kept under force?
Without feeling of respect and remorse?
The freedom and liberty is snatched
The nation is denied freedom and plots are hatched
National wealth is deprived of and taken away
The whole of land is under occupation and sway
The people have right to choose their own destiny
Either it comes by peaceful means or by mutiny
No piece of land can be allowed or to be used
Any illegal entry by any means can be refused
You have been forced to follow encirclement
It is at the cost of freedom and enlightenment
We are not slave to fall in line with unreasonable demand
But in fact we are to follow their ideals and brand
Many ways are adopted to encircle the land
The economic blockade or terrorist attack from foreign land
Day light murders with bomb blasts in the streets
How can we maintain harmony and greet?
Still as countrymen and citizens we are bound to act
We can resist unholy alliance and forced pacts
We can live without cloth and bread
But can not walk with dishonor on the dead
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Peace and honor for new nation
Peace and honor should go together
It is big question to understand and bother
It involves no big or small nations
But question of deep attachment in relation
No country may want to live under shame
Popular will in this sense can’t be blamed
The tolerance has its limit and may anytime explode
At any time to attain the real freedom
Even bad rulers may be tolerated
If their steps are welfare oriented
Certain amount of misrule is also of less concern
Until it speaks of no bad intention and turn
The desert fox connived for higher ambition
It exceeded all civil norms and limitations
People could no more trust for their lives
Normal men had no means with peace to live
Country could afford no more burdens
It needed out burst with ignition all of sudden
One more fatal blow and nation was to be restored
To its full glory of past and honored
Finally it has seen the golden day
Peace has finally descended in its own way
Country has witnessed enough of bad blood
There is shortage of medicines, commodities and food
Libyan people are brave and blessed with natural wealth
There is enough to eat and manage for good health
If people are happy and remain united
It is befitting occasion to feel as librated
Any nation may feel proud with its ancient heritage
Only rulers take note of it and ably manage
Whether system is democratic or with semi pattern
It must be happily shared by all without any concern
We all must wish this young nation a prosperous start
Live in harmony with neighbors and never depart
From stated position of non-interference and neutrality
That shall certainly grant peaceful atmosphere with stability
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Not On Record
'Nothing will go on record' speaker ruled
People watch on screen lives but are not fooled
They know it is sheer wastage of their money
It is unruly scene and created in temple of democracy
It is parliament that shapes county's future
All laws are passed after making it sure
That they form no bias and for the people
As country has gained freedom after great struggle
People's representatives act foolish and trade the charges
Break the furniture, snatch the mike and crowd in large
What a way to witness an unruly scene on large scale!
As if citizens are like fishes and to be swallowed by whale
Speaker finds it hard to control the disciplined representatives
More of them are from families known and relatives
Country has gained information that they have large assets outside
People die in remote parts and suffer poverty at country side
It is observed from the emerging facts that country is ruled by dynasty
Where members openly reflect their loyalty sans honesty
Parliament is reduced to lower level and country is put to shame
We need to share the sentiments as we are also equally to be blamed
We exercise franchise in selection and hand over the country
We all know what they do after reaching there to corner the money
We can do nothing as judiciary take circuitry path
Terrorists openly defy the law of land and enjoy blood bath
We can helplessly watch soldier's plight
No proper weapons are provided to fight
Look at the plight of farmer's who toil hard in sun
They suicide in despair and their fate is on run
I would love to mourn and bury the democracy
Prefer sometimes one hand rule and autocracy
But all wolves are same in white cloth
They disguise as our savior but as both
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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