Enough of turmoil
The country has witnessed enough of turmoil
The public anger is on rise and mood boils
No one feels secure in present day leadership
The sea is not rough but threatening the ships
How to cope up with immoral forces?
They are roaming with honor without any remorse?
This is the scene of today’s politics
No morality, no principles and ethics
Who will bell the cat and save?
What country has not done for them and gave?
Poor are still poor and face with cruel misery
Who can think of little respite which is essential and necessary?
Don't be disheartened with recent happenings
It is good omen and nice beginning
The big heads are exposed for wrong doings
They will be shamed their human being
No notes may save from public ire
They will provide examples for satire
Country can not be bartered or traded
Punishment for wrong acts is now really dreaded
They will be on run and we may rejoice
People have no good option or choice
Students, industrialists and woman are not secured
Country’s future is not at all assured
When revolution takes many heads may roll on surface
They may have to reply to people and certainly face
The coming days may prove very crucial
The movement can not be called prejudicial or racial
It has backing of popular will and support
They can’t suppress their voice and resort to
Such action may prove their waterloo on ground
Such outrage and public defraud is never found
The country can be put on top of everything
No person is allowed to do contrary or something
People can tolerate it to a certain level
They have given them enough time to perform and excel
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Lines are drawn
It is ignition with spark
Long drawn battle with very good start
No one thought of its long impact
It was noble and hilarious act
Young and old all in same race
Long aspirations and worry on the face
What country would get in return?
It is our duty to make the tide turn
The tempo has not died down
The battle lines are drawn
Come what may with next move
The public has point and strength to prove
Mind well it is popular will and fight
Everything g has gone with it very right
The wish and anger has given long wait
Now it has to meet the aspirations and its fate
They have fooled under the name of liberty
Democracy is allowed to die with pity
Rules are meant only for suppression
They enjoy complete facilities with concession
Not a day passes of without any scam
Billions are swindled and caught in cam
Yet no action for the want of proof
The judiciary is alone and aloof
Future may speak for its action
Public may resurface with reaction
This is just a trailer and may initiate strong move
Nothing stands good in public eyes to prove
Gandhian principles stand like rock even today
It has shown courage and glorious way
The tide and turn can be favored in public interest
The resistance offered is unique and best
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A real term
It is difficult to term a man as hero
In real sense he may be worthless or zero
His achievement might have come at crucial stage
This couldn’t have been performed by any person of his age
In the entire life any individual may tend to slack?
He may have ill fames and many draw backs
At crucial time he may perform unbelievable feat
This may earn him good name or generate lots of heat
On many counts the person is remembered and worshipped
His mortals are preserved abroad and trans-hipped
He has done enough for the people or country
He was prepared to lay down his life and stood as sentry
He is so tall in public eye and may remain so forever
His absence may be felt and loss can’t be compensated however
Still the homage is paid by all the countrymen on his departure
The country was saved from disaster and he secured the future
Such is the excellent work that speaks of great volume
We can remember his great name and only assume
The country may leap forward with the normal work to resume
The sacrifice may not go in vain and spread the fragrance as perfume
The soldiers are pushed in the time of war
They have to make penetration very far
It required great courage and determination
They are rewarded with medals and citations
There are many ways of paying the tribute
People at large may come out and contribute
It may be great respect and homage
The history will be re-written on the page
Any achievement by the individual can’t turn him into hero
It is laying down of life for better tomorrow
This is no ordinary feat or routine affair
It must be treated with due respect and honor
It is not only the war zones where they show the bravery
But strong movement by crusaders to save us from slavery
It has slow pace and may prove its worth in tie to come
The fruit of it may come later for us to welcome
In natural calamities the civilians are pressed into service
They perform the marvelous feat even without any advice
It is not less than any heroic achievement
It is then considered as human movement
Let there not be a single word in dishonor
It is unique incidence and can’t be termed as minor
It shall be termed as heroic struggle with dedication
It will be seen as total commitment with indication
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Whose Country Is This?
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of snakes;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of many waters;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of thieves! !
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of people;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of oil;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of earthquakes!
Whose country is this?
it is a land full of lovers;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of volcanoes!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of beautiful flowers;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of hansome men;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of beautiful women;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of roses;
Whose country is this?
it is a land ruled only by men;
Whose country is this?
It is a land without rainfall;
Whose country is this?
It is a land ruled by a woman;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of corruption!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of pirates! !
Whose country is this?
It is a land ruled by law;
Whose country is this?
It is a land controlled by rebels!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of ice;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of pregnant women;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of the sins of Sodom and Gomorrah!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of singers;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of troubles;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of war! !
Whose country is this?
It is a land with the biggest cemetery in the wolrd!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of desert;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of trees;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of pregnant teenagers!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of timber;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of hatred;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of love;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of care;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of peace;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of smokers!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of businesses;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of harlots;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of wise people;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of idiots!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of gold;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of cocoa;
Whose country is this?
It is a alnd full of crabs;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of evil;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of rainfalls;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of ants;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of horses;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of pigs;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of statues;
Whose country is this?
it is a land full of birds;
And so on, and so forth!
Because nature had made them so as we see them around us,
But the wise and fool live together on this earth.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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My Country
Was it just a dream, were you so confused
Was it just a giant leap of logic
Was it the time of year, that makes a state of fear
Methods were the motives for the action
And did I hear you say
My country right or wrong
Did you save your face
Did you breach your faith
Women, there were children at the shelter
Now who can stop the hail
When human senses fail
There was never any warning, no escape
Did I hear you say
My country right or wrong
My country oh so strong
My country going wrong
My country right or wrong
I hear you say the truth must take a beating
The flag a camouflage for your deceiving
I know, yes I know
Its written on your soul
I know, we all make mistakes
This is not a case of blurred vision
Its a case of black holes, pocket holes, soul holes
And did I hear you say...
(hirst)
song performed by by Midnight Oil
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Put Some Drive In Your Country
Well I was raised on country classics
Like Roy Acuff and George Jones
Lord I loved to hear 'em
Sing all them old time country songs
But I really got excited 'bout the time I turned 15
That's the first time I heard Waylon and old Bocephus sing
They put some drive in their country that really turned me on
Yeah, put some drive in your country
Keep country drivin' on
When the music gets you movin'
You know that can't be wrong
Every time I hear that outlaw stuff on my car radio
It makes me wanna drive it just as fast as it will go
Put some drive in your country
Let's keep country drivin' on
We played some shows in Atlanta on Sunday afternoons
The gigs were packed and I was nervous
Cause I wanted folks to like my tunes
The crowds were full of younger people
They were all about my age
So I turned and told the band just before we walked on stage
Put some drive in your country fellas
We turned those people on
Yeah, put some drive in your country
Keep country drivin' on
When the music gets you dancin'
You know that can't be wrong
See I made myself a promise when I was just a kid
I'd mix southern rock and country and that's just what I did
Put some drive in your country
Keep country drivin' on
Put some drive in your country
Hey, let's keep country drivin' on
When the music gets you movin'
You know that can't be wrong
I still love old country
I ain't tryin' to put it down
Damn I miss Duanne Allman
I wish he was still around
Put some drive in the country
Keep country drivin' on
Put some drive in the country
Let's keep country drivin' on
song performed by by Travis Tritt
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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
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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May see light
Days are not far off when we may see light
It is crusade and not the simple fight
It is not the time to prove who is wrong or right
The goal should not go out of sight
Single man may be strength provider
Let us not work as force divider
We are strong and united as ever
This will be remembered in history forever
Yes it is brittle battle
But test for proving the mantle
We will never loose it for coming days
This is only means available for non-violent way
Heads may roll and make the room
Corruption may not end but cast a doom
People may not longer be fooled
The temper may still go high and not cooled
The world has witnessed a simple switch over
Heads down in shame for searching the cover
No solution for immediate relief to poor
Time has come now to show them the door
They may go down today to resurface again
They are capable and have the vicious brain
They may find out the loop holes and escape route
Let us give final and decisive blow at the root
They have now known the public mood
Poor and helpless are without food
Billions are wasted on storage of grains
Poor cry and watch helplessly going them in drain
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Finally a liberation
Finally Arab world has heaved a sigh
All eyes were upon them expecting very high
It was going to great human tragedy
The same was not wished by almighty
It is not less than miracle
It has changed whole vitiated circle
World never dreamed of a bloodless revolution
The dictator was forced, make the decision to flee or run
The largest democracies of world too had to pass long ordeal
The Arab revolution was never expected to be easy or real
Long march to palace was blocked by anti people for road to seal
Not a single soul moved out from their position and sat without meal
Continuous staging in trusting only in almighty paved the way
The hostile reaction of public forced him retrace the steps and fled away
History has repeated same cycle of drama for forceful eviction
Even though that has not come off without any friction
How many martyrs have laid down lives?
Can any one think of such revolution or believe?
Not a single shot being fired at mobs and causing casualties
It was fine example of tolerance and resolution of fine qualities
Arab people are generally believed to be of high temper
But this time they proved whole theory wrong to prove as cool temper
See the way they stuck on to the last without loosing the goal sight
To the world they were going to present as if their path was completely right
Have we not witnessed bloodiest revolutions?
Still there has remained no key to the solutions
The earth has become red with so much flow of blood on ground
They have yet to find the bright sun after silencing the gun sound
Hats off to the heroic people of grand origin
You have guided us how the bloodless war to win
Not single dropp of blood on ground yet smooth transformation
What a unique way of rejoicing by people through out the nation?
Rules may come and go but history may reveal
How much people faced hardships or ordeal?
Whether anything entered into as special deal
The future may speak itself and not conceal
Let us rejoice this historic event
Let there be no bitterness or any adverse comment
The path lay ahead is full of thorns
Let some good leadership take over and sworn
This is just beginning opening of new road
Country may have to face problems with unforeseen load
Yet fruits of freedom are sweet and very dear
Country can afford any amount of sacrifice to bear
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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In The Country
Bah! Ba-ba-ba-Bah! Ba-ba-ba-Bah!
Bah! Ba-ba-ba-Bah! Ba-ba-ba-Bah!
When the world in which you live in,
Gets a bit too much to bear,
And you need someone to lean on,
When you look, there's no one there
You're gonna find me, out in the country,
Yeah, you're gonna find me, way out in the country,
Where the air is good, and the day is fine,
And the pretty girl, has a hand in mine,
And the silver stream, is a poor man's wine,
In the country, in the country
When you're walking in the city,
And you're feeling rather small,
And the people on the sidewalk,
Seem to form a solid wall
You're gonna find me, out in the country,
Hey, you're gonna find me, way out in the country,
Where the air is good, and the day is fine,
And the pretty girl, has a hand in mine,
And the silver stream, is a poor man's wine,
In the country, in the country
Hurry, hurry, hurry,
For the time is slipping by,
You don't need a ticket,
It belongs to you and I
Come on an join me, out in the country,
Where the air is good, and the day is fine,
And the pretty girl, has a hand in mine,
And the silver stream, is a poor man's wine,
In the country, in the country
Bah! Ba-ba-ba-Bah! Ba-ba-ba-Bah!
Bah! Ba-ba-ba-Bah! Ba-ba-ba-Bah!
song performed by by Cliff Richard
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For No Fault
It is nice to greet a person with good morning
That gives sound reciprocation with no warning
Any man may move visibly with nice address
The happiness then can be seen on the face
'Nice weather here´ she addressed me as dear
I considered her as reliable friend and felt no fear
I said 'nice evening here with rain clouds over'
She was feeling little irritation for finding a cover
'I am persecuted relentlessly for no fault'
She started by saying it and came to heavy bolt
'My son is taken away and put behind bar'
'I have been pushed away and shunted very far'
I learnt from her that such thing is happening in liberal country
Where people are right conscious and value for liberty
'The state police are after our liquidation'
'I fear lot and anticipate more pressure with intimidation'
I was getting no pitch to get it right
Why at all she had to struggle and offer fight?
'I may have to flee the country leaving behind my dog and son'
They are making excuses to frame us with false reasons
I found out her to be literate with knowledge as translator
She was working on pay roll with some religious center
State authority might have found some objectionable material
So was the cause of all irritation and start of troubles
'I fear for my life and they may kill me anytime'
'I want to flee from this country at given time'
But I shall not be allowed and my son may be killed
Nothing shall occur on this earth until He has willed
I believe in human rights but individual must too respect
The prevailing laws and behaves in no detrimental acts
You loose then all rights in any manner to react
The best way is to prove before authority the real facts
No country can ill afford human violation
It has direct bearing on diplomatic relation
If one involves against human code
The situation is likely to explode
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Ordinary man
Ordinary man has no place in any country
Politicians and others have made it mystery
Daily once scandal is coming out from cupboard
Normal man is spending night on the road
Jhuggis (huts) are burnt so are the brides
Country is open to vultures and nothing to hide
No flesh can be extracted from swindlers
Only ordinary man suffers with peddlers
Remind them of their place in earthly khud
They must know and let the truth be understood
What to talk about public, youth or aged
We are all riders on same horse and totally caged
They can do politics on rotten wheat
Poor starve and can not have it or eat
Go downs store enough of grain
But only to disappear from gates called main
Why not we bar them from contesting election?
Why not they be charged and face with action?
Why not behind bar like ordinary culprits?
Same treatment and same punishment as deemed fit
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Boy From The Country
This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the an evening with john denver album as a live track, and has also been released on the some days are diamonds album as a studio versi
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Because he called the forest brother
Because he called the earth his mother
They drove him out into the rain
Some people even said the boy from the country was insane
Because he spoke with fish in the creek
He tried to tell us that the animals could speak
Who knows, perhaps they do
How do you know they dont
Just because theyve never spoken to you
Boy from the country, he left his home when he was young
Boy from the country, he loves the sun
He tried to tell us that we should love the land
We turned our heads and laughed
And we did not understand
Sometimes I think that the boy from the country
Is the only one who sees
Because the boy from the country
Doesnt want to see the forest for the trees
Boy from the country, he left his home when he was young
Boy from the country, he loves the sun
Words and music by michael murphy
song performed by by John Denver
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A Few Ole Country Boys
Not too many years ago
When dreams were coming true
I'd reach for inspiration
Sometimes it would be you
I'd hear you on the radio
I sure did like your sound
Say it's good to know there's still
A few ol' country boys around
From the smoke it's hard to tell
What's coming down the line
We heard you were a fast train
Coming out of Caroline
We wondered what you were haulin'
When you rolled into to town
Say it's good to know there's still
A few ol' country boys around
You must have felt that same old feeling
More than once or twice
Guitars pressed against our hearts
Under the neon lights
I've got to say that feeling is the best that I have found
Lord it's good to know there's still
A few ol' country boys around
There's a lot of truth you know
In our kind of songs
About the life you're living
And how love's done you wrong
As long as there's a jukebox
And a honky tonk in town
It's good to know there's still
A few ol' country boys around
It's good to know there's still
A few ol' country boys around
song performed by by Randy Travis, translated by George Jones
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Years in exile
I am back after years in exile
Barring few new things nothing has changed for while
Same way of living and same style with existence
All for the good and no where any pretence
Nice were those days when we had well past time
Those were childhood days and considered as very prime
Everything was enjoyed with abundance of love and affection
It was funny, idiotic and coupled with very rash action
Nice age to remember along with all old friends
We were all known and member of notorious bands
No one may dare to point out or complain at home
We will be given no thrashing but only welcome
We knew well that critical days were ahead
It will prove all crucial to sustain and lead
Childhood was passing off like snow
We were coming up at speed with tendency to grow
We were in exile in our own country
Subjugated by other countries and ruled by many
Forbidden to visit any place as guarded by sentry
We were considered as dangerous for any entry
We had planned to throw them out forcibly
It was known to us that they will pay it very dearly
We had never chosen bloody path and even thought it rarely
It was not good option might have not come up fairly
All kind of terror was let loose on public
They wanted to turn it more tragic
Braking up of moral for us was their logic
But we knew it well as what could be its basic
No country can be kept under heels for longer period
There may be chances of uprising to fill the void
Though some steps may be taken for casualties to avoid
Still it may be little harsh when plan is laid
The youngsters or youth are always considered as stumbling block
They may be well prepared for final assault with surprise attack
As the public sentiments run high and turn against enemy
The scene later on may prove to be suicidal and stormy
Whatever the case may be, we were picked as possible threat
We were forbidden to see each other or meet
We were virtually pushed into heavily defended barricade
Still it could not crush us, stop or forbid
Those days have passed of with bitter memory
We are not sore at plight or feel very sorry
We only lament the treatment meted out to children
They were forbidden to come out in street for play even
We had chosen to leave the area once for all
It was of our choosing but a distress call
We could hardly offer any justice for it
Today I witness no change as people openly move and greet
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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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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Tea Party with Principal Sir! !
What a nice tea party!
Cakes and coffee
Organized at Bangladesh International School & College
For the meritorious students of this school
Oh! Our Principal Sir Col Md Anisur Rahman Chowdhury!
Encourages the students very much
Give us rising hopes
Guides us to the right path as a good human being
What a talented person he is!
He has many dreams with this school!
Scholarship and Talent batch are being awarded by Him to the students!
Such a dedicated and hard working person he is!
We are trying our best to prove our talent!
Our Principal Sir is trying to make our country and school famous!
In such a way so that our country and school are known in the whole world!
poem by Z.I. Mahmud
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Rest With People
Power should rest with people
No one should cause any trouble
It has to be free country with freedom dissent
Not all should be granted or to be taken for assent
Of course power by the people, for the people and of the people
But power not to be cornered by and centered with any single
This gives rise to concentration of wealth by limited persons
They will adopt the ways contrary to for the various reasons
No body should be placed above law
Policy should be crystal cleared and devoid of any flaw
How can hungry nation face the onslaught of any large scale corruption?
When nation is mourning the deaths of farmers with lots of questions
National wealth is taken out of country and placed in secret vault
Still corrupt politicians are no ready to address the faults
Inhuman atrocity committed on peaceful demonstration
And now will power exposed for the power concentration
Why such powers can not be divested by country people?
How can handful of people take caw in hand and impose will?
How can country grant liberty under the guise of democracy?
Only people’s can will prevail and assert the supremacy
Why can’t the traitors be hanged in open?
Why issues relating to corruption can not be reopened?
What is worrying them to expose the nexus and modus operand?
How can country be called republic and clear the stand?
Innocent people can’t be brutally attacked at night
Had they come to interrupt the city life or to fight?
Any lawlessness can’t be tolerated for a second
But brutal behavior must be totally condemned
Where are we heading for future action?
Waiting for corrupt people to come spoil harmony with any reaction?
The country demands explanation from unlawful higher ups
Either they reform themselves or make exit and shut up
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Whose Country?
This is the Earth we all brlong to,
In the beginning were Adam and Eve created;
My Earth,
Your Earth,
Our Earth,
Their Earth,
This is the Earth that we all belong to.
My country,
Your country,
Our country,
Their country,
Whose country is the best?
Adam and Eve were placed in the Garden of Eden.
We are in tne same garden today,
This garden is now called Earth;
So did they increased and multiplied.
Whose country is this?
Spreading all over the Earth we came.
From Eden to what we have today,
Whose world?
This is the Earth that we all belong to.
My world,
Your world,
Our world,
Their world,
We are the same people from the same source;
We came from Adam and Eve.
From generations unto generations,
The same people into different colours today;
This is the Earth that we all belong to.
Of many colours taday to enhance the beauty os Earth,
The same homan race from the beginning;
Whose people are they?
My people,
Your people,
Their people,
From one language to many languages today;
So, why worry about the colour of one's skin?
Without Adam and Eve,
Could we have been here today?
Why then create the boundaries?
We are the same people.
This is the Earth that we all belong to,
Why can't we see the truth and live?
This is my home,
This is your home,
This is our home,
This is their home,
The very Earth that we all live in.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The real heroes
Bearing the rage of elements
Far from their loved ones
Exposing their lives to danger
Yet remain firm and dedicated
To the safety of the country
They are real heroes who wake up in the night
When we are in the bed
They toil at the border
When we enjoy with our family
They also have families and friends
They also pine for them
But country is a priority for them
They forget everything for the sake of the country
They live for the country
And they die for the country
They are not among them who never miss
A single chance to earn money
And yet called heroes
These so called heroes put the honour
Of the country at stake
But our soldiers put their live at stake
To save the country from embarrassment
They are the pillars of the country.
poem by Mohammad Akmal Nazir
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Let Kites Fly
Russians were always friend
Kept their promises till the end
Whether friendship treaty or otherwise
They have kept words with promises
I witnessed arrivals of jaguars
They were flying from very far
Landed first at near by base
It was nice to witness the chase
Indian air space is to be considered as holy scene
Never to be violated and ever to be seen
Countrymen look towards warriors and brave
Let enemy now watch their move properly behave
Countries near by borders are to be watched
Their intention is to be repeatedly searched
Not even full proof system may grant protection
Our brave soldiers and airmen may prove it with their action
I have observed Russians like best among best
We can trust them and line with them at least
Country owes so much in debt for noble gesture
Country was at peace in past with secured future
Love the way friends react
Judge them by words and their act
If we are safe and secure
Countrymen too can feel very much sure
Let kites* fly in the air
With enough of superiority to look fair
I was with the force as man of air
What a way to feel 'where eagles dare'
I salute to the friends and men behind machines
Their future and country's fate too shines
Let them perform the way when devil approaches
Sky may be the limit when it tries to reach
*Kites are referred to as aircrafts*
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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