Except more deaths
Where have you all gone?
What wrong have we done?
Why can't we hear your sweet melody?
Has any harm been done by somebody?
Heavy clouds too are not seen?
As if darkness may prevail as scene
It may cast gloom over beautiful land
If you don not shower with full force as friend
I see long and vast tracks as barren
There are no traces of trees even
The land has developed big cracks
The future seems to be bleak and at stake
More ever there bloody in fighting
Precious lives are lost in inciting
What are we fighting for an example?
Is it fight over freedom or aimless struggle?
Africans are on killing spree
Peace lovers and haters are on run and flee
The country is turning slowly into graveyard
Only locals must rise and stand on the guard
Outside help may not help and improve
The time is running out and they have to prove
Scores of people die over for keeping control
World watches helplessly as no one responds to the call
Draughts too take heavy toll and openly curse
People starve and have no time even for remorse
There is shortage for grain and relief
Weapons are available in plenty to our misbelieve
Sea pirates rule the highway on seas
No aid can reach there safely as free
You can openly witness and feel the lawlessness
The peace is the only way and option for us to chase
Let our brethrens there be spared of agony
They are short of everything including money
Every year they are faced with natural wrath
What else can be faced except more deaths?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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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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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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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
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Peace march to square
Does the silent peace march take us to square?
Do we know how to gain freedom and it lies where?
Is it in the buildings or in the palace where king lives?
Or is it the symbolic resistance or signal to which they believe?
How far the bullets may travel and pierce through?
Do they believe it right thing to do or very true?
I feel it is damaging complete confidence built so far
Indiscriminate firing can disperse the mob but can’t win the war
There is stretchable limit for any substance
It can be pulled to certain extent at once
Beyond it will result in breakage or disaster
The whole foundation can be raged to ground faster
The people’s aspirations can wait even longer
They know the reality and are no strangers
The freedom and land mother land is holier than heaven
They are prepared to lead difficult life for it even
The freedom does not come in hand over night
So much blood is shed in determined fight
No one can argue in favor or against with its course
It hardly matters if it thrust upon by peace or force
When time has come to rejoice its fruit
No one can take it away by any kind of loot
The national wealth is public property
It is powerful asset to remove the poverty
The merchant of death may not leave the path easily
They will not show any kind of willingness readily
There are silent ways to force on the perpetuators
The public rage and outburst can be seen as indicator
How many more may be lynched to death for uncertain future?
Who will promise them freedom in land and secure?
Why people are forced to resort to non violent means?
Is it seen as victory on evils by good as clear win?
People may have final say when tyrants have gone
Meanwhile enough damage might have been done
Young and old alike might have lost their precious lives
This can be termed as cowardice act in which they firmly believe
One bloodier encounter may result in heavy blood bath
No one may come forward to force them leave such path
No external but internal pressure can force them to flee
So the innocent country men can feel secure and free
It is commendable approach to adhere to non violence
The eyes of whole world is upon them and attracted hence
Whatever be outcome, there will be respite after turmoil is over
World must live up to expectation and prove humanitarian cover
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Oh, Stop the War, Please!
Oh, stop the war, please!
The world needs only peace;
’Tis time to come back boys!
This war will not conclude;
More people seem to die;
More civilians will get maimed;
In-fighting will kill more;
Afilled with hate, hearts grow;
The place is no more safe;
Democracy won’t work.
Why force a kind of rule,
The people don’t welcome?
Why stay in alien land
And miss your kith and kin?
And blunders too were made;
Their hatred will not fade;
Money spent was all waste;
Reconstruction costs more;
Your lives are now at stake;
’Tis better you return;
Let people choose their rule.
Their land is in ruins;
The world is not happy;
The war was one-sided;
Repercussions will come;
This world can’t be all safe;
Terrorism will grow;
War is a wasteful show;
Why waste your precious time
And risk your life and limb?
When civilian unrest breaks,
No army can succeed;
The horrors of the war
Are fresh in hearts and minds;
Why waste your billions
Over ones who don’t want you?
Your country needs you back;
Your family yearns too;
Don’t you prolong the war;
Wars are always futile,
The innocent blood shed
Will bring curses on you;
So, return boys, won’t you?
You have just stayed enough;
There’s much to do at home;
You need to rest for now!
poem by John Celes
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Give me blood
'Give me blood, I will give you freedom'
The great son and patriot gave invitation with slogan
I shall take you to the shore of liberty
You deserve it by right and not by charity
Was it vision, love for country or pure wisdom?
These words can be heard seldom
Have we not bartered our freedom to few members?
Hardly few may find place now to remember
Country has become house hold of few
They have little time spare or no time or view
It is forced dynastic rule with no future for people
Praise the dynasty, have blessings and rule
Whom do we blame for such down fall?
The self rule for people without dashing against wall
Was it calculated move to pass on the helm of affairs?
Still to term it as great struggle and very fair
Country passing in turmoil and hungry foxes cry foul
Not responding to conscience and searching soul
Who else can rise from the grave and lead us to dreamland
Where our forefathers promised us a free land
Why did they all sacrifice life for nothing?
Was it the only aim to gain something?
They may be watching helplessly from heaven
In which way our heroic struggle has been proven?
Why all tall promises are made everyday?
The poor have nothing to fill in belly for a day
Life has become cheap and no means to lead a way
What are they all talking of subway, highway or motor way?
We shall be true republic and in every sense secular
We shall have not only peace and security in particular
But will power to quench the thrust of millions of hungry
All these only after firing at restless mob turning angry
We have nothing to offer poor a shelter
We have no planning to see welfare and cater
We can swallow not in millions but only in billions
One corrupt player watches another to enter on stage from pavilion
The freedom has become joke and an instrument
To establish rule of scoundrels with money and muscle movement
Where from all these countless money are poured in
What is there to rejoice on any republic day for win?
Let us not shed any tears or feel sad for departed souls?
They were not scammers, statute politicians but idiots and fools?
Why no father advised them what will be fate of their freedom struggle?
The country will be turned in wrestling ground and free for grab in jungles
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Freedom's Battle-Song
RED, white, blue, the flag that leads us on,
Stripes as red as blood well shed by many a hero gone.
Now 'tis ours to storm the towers of tyranny and wrong,
Freedom's sons who front the guns with Freedom's battle-song.
Fly the flag from dome and steeple,
Fly the flag from home and school,
Flag of Freedom's birth,
While we battle that the rule
Of the people
By the people
For the people
Shall prevail o'er all the earth.
Red, white, blue, the flag that leads us on,
White as peace for whose release our fighting gear we don;
Peace enchained, crushed, profaned, shall yet in beauty stand,
Yet shall bless with fruitfulness her desolated land.
Fly the flag from dome and steeple,
Fly the flag from home and school,
Flag of Freedom's birth
While we battle that the rule
Of the people
By the people
For the people
Shall prevail o'er all the earth.
Red, white, blue, the flag that leads us on,
Blue as skies whose starry eyes shall see our victory won.
Freedom's sons and champions, to her our hearts are true,
We who fight for Human Right, and the Red,
White, Blue.
Fly the flag from dome and steeple,
Fly, the flag from home and school,
Flag of Freedom's birth,
While we battle that the rule
Of the people
By the people
For the people
Shall prevail o'er all the earth.
poem by Katharine Lee Bates
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Justice And Peace For All
We are fighting for justice and peace for all,
And our young men are answering the call.
They are giving their lives for you and for me,
On land, in the air, and out on the sea.
They are brave and strong, and have faith in God.
And are fighting for the land their forefathers trod.
If they can fight for justice and peace.
Let's not let our efforts cease. Let us back home, toil-from light to dark
So our boys, can hit their mark,
This justice and peace, although it is old,
Is a tale that years and centuries unfold.
Our country was founded upon this claim,
And it's our privilege to keep it the same.
This was and conflict, I know will soon end.
For justice and peace; to God are akin.
poem by Billie Spratlin
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Mindanao: A Portrait and the Perspective
self is the agent of peace, the covenant of harmony
welcome the elements of respect, understanding
and hope where by the birth of the culture of peace
will always reign in our hearts
Mindanao the back door, the land of promise and
the Jews past dream of exodus, lives now the fear
of survival, the struggle that hamper its progress
and development
the Mindanao inhabitant, lives fear at the border in
everyone's hearts, fight survival face to face with a
turmoil of winning our dignity, never the fighting
spirit we possess in our soul have leave and capture
the sting and the pangs of death, for we are the
people who have always seen the future
the Mindanaon accept what fate brings, it's the faith
that shields us to joint and unite what ever adversities
may come, the strength and the pendulum of fight
leads every force to find new style and solution of
winning our struggle, for we never lost hope but
instead with open mind to pursue favorable ways to
attain of what is love
day to days we dream of, what is the picture of
tomorrow, and year after years the citizen have attain
the covenant of peace amongst people who believed
that there is still future await in the end of the horizon
a raise Mindanao, the final day has yet to come the
dawning light, had just welcome the morning bless,
and the star above wonder the universe exclaim
that, what ever the heart believes the soul can achieve
live and stand Mindanao forwards to your call, for we
are now to close to reach what is the day of the
future, the moment of truth for our generation to come
and the yesterdays aspiration, for we can't fly to the
moon neither can defy death without a cause
Mindanao the land of promise.....
poem by Antonio Liao
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Temporary Phase
The clouds were over cast
The sun had just become past
Night was set in to rule over land
I was gloom and desperately needed friend
Something bothered me a lot
Thousands of ideas entered the mind and fought
Each clashing with one another to over impose
I remain silent and do nothing to suppose
Yes it may rain shortly with full force
I was down bodily and with full of remorse
Something was really hurting me deeply
I feared a lot but preferred to face sadly
The past memories don't allow me to sit
I go back in past, see the characters and greet
They were all dear to me and acted very close
I had some affinity with them and purposely chose
The clouds are trying to discharge their load
The sky is illuminated and spread very broad
I love those heavy sounds as it was closely associated
Now those memories are definitely recreated
I want to come out of it and look cheerful
One should not carry it till end and remain fearful
It is part of life and must stay as memory
One may either feel happy or sorry
I know for sure that happiness is temporary phase
One may come across any time the dreaded bad face
If one is prepared to face it bravely
It may not cut much ice as faced successfully
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Land Mine Blast
Land mine blast has caused some deaths
Scores of soldiers on duty had their last breath
Country is silent and so is the leadership
Only family of the bereaved persons may weep
Few bucks may be paid to families as token
Funeral with full state of honor but faith is shaken
This may go on and we may watch silently
Reiterate our resolve for peace and skip later on merrily
No troops are ordered to mob up or offered strong resistance
Under the pretext of protecting innocents for instance
Young soldiers meet with day light crimes
Trust in motherland has changed in recent times
We kill our custodians and defender of the holy land
How come we kill our brethrens who are there to defend!
They see no day or night but spend in thick jungles
Danger all around still face stiff resistance and troubles
We have become selfish and pay no respect
Time has come to peep inside and introspect
Who are we fighting for and at what cost?
The jungles are deserted and seem the habitat for ghosts
External borders are assured to be safe
God only knows how they will defend and save
Weapons are purchased but of inferior nature
Money are spent but cornered by others for sure
We all had dreamed of golden land with all happiness
Freedom, liberty and movement with peace and at ease
Police descend on innocent citizens and show the brutality
People are coming out in open to express the hostility
Poor candidate after election becomes millionaire in few years
Some of the stories are circulated but our ears refuse to hear
Modern temple of highest land has been turned into safe mafias den
Murderers, hoarders and historysheeters are protected even
House of Representatives for people can't grant them immunity
They are social servant and not different from other communities
There [place is among people and can't claim extra benefits
Let them be expelled if they fail to serve the land and prove misfit
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Freedom struggle
'Freedom struggle'
Yes, it will as it has done in past
Misery and plight never long last
They have to disintegrate very fast
No doubts should be ever cast
You can’t wait helplessly
You can’t always cry with remorse
What is that you always speak adversely?
Do nothing useful and still talk fiercely
No words will do any good
Neither helpless hands nor shortage of food
But only strong resolve and supreme sacrifice
Not hollow actions but real promises
Let sky shower hell with lot of curses
It can’t stand on the way or reverse
Your destiny is decided and set the goal
Even if you fail, falter or commit fowl
You have to shed a blood and lead
Let peace march go on and go ahead
No out side help can come to your rescue
As it has to be performed by some of you
I have observed brilliance in expression
They take credit by using it with passion
Where does it lead for obtaining real freedom?
The result in such manner is achieved seldom
Until you have valiant and brave people
Who can lay down their lives and are capable
Nothing can descend on your land of this beautiful earth
You will suffer and meet thousands death
Your continent has suffered since centuries
Engulfed with atrocities and endless miseries
Not a single soul has searched for end game
Who else can be taken into account or blamed?
Where are youngsters who don’t want to shed difference?
Where are their ideals and drawing wrong inferences?
What stops them for altering the course of wind?
Stop cursing self or country but dash against wall to find
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Watching helplessly
I watched helplessly thousands of miles above,
nothing on hand to show or my love to prove?
Do I need help from somebody to approve?
Aimlessly running here and there or move,
I am surrounded by poisonous gas and hot wind
unable to decide or how to apply mind?
Something got to be done and ways to find,
not show any discomfort still look so kind,
I watch my beloved earth with tearful gesture
how does she look upward with barren pasture?
Does she not find assurance for the future?
Is our love not ripe or immature?
I have no answer with me at present
I resist it and strongly resent
she has unbearable pain and passion,
Hope to succeed one day in our mission,
Vapors and clouds have enough strength,
Stretching long and far with very good length,
now they can’t surround me any more?
It is time to collide and make downpour
I sounded optimist and threatened with strike,
Lightening and clouds liked remotely but internally disliked
I had my own vision and strong urge to unite
Rush to meet the land with all my might
Wait my dear! I am coming with full force
No room will be left there for any remorse
Happy reunion for you and no more curse,
Healing wounds with mild touch and nurse,
I shall make bang with heavy impact,
Sudden loud sound with heavy contact,
Never loose courage and steps retract,
Keep my love in sound health and intact
You have no worst reason to fear,
Intense wait need not bear,
Look up and steps hear
Reunion after very long year,
You may not be able to contain,
Calm posture for very long to maintain,
I shall flood all shores and beautiful beaches,
My arms will spread with fine reaches,
You will be fully prepared to mate
I have come in time and not very late
It will be my highest task to make you beautiful
It will be considered as divine meeting and not sinful
All heavenly bodies watch it with interest
They see it as holy union and best
Nothing can be compared with the rest
It is sign of rarest scene with good test
It is not message of love or hatred,
Meeting with smile but not with face red
if you can understand the intense message,
World will live without gloom and passage.
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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No Man's Land
“No man’s land” I was intrigued and puzzled at this statement
Not an inch is left all over land including pavements
Not even impenetrable lands including poles
Even though they stand apart yet we found in some loop holes
For rich arguments sake, we can create some land
Where humans are not allowed to stay and land
As it exists in North Pole to carry out experiments
If same is followed else where can be seen as heavenly sent
Not a single stretch is left where we have not staked claim
Sky is fully covered with parking zones and slots
Each degree or angle is photographed and calibrated
Not a single inch of space is left alone or unrelated
We have fought enough on this holy land
Not we eye on distant objects with clear stand
At home level we have enough of misery and starvation
Yet it is considered as mile stone and matter of elation
It is good to explore and know the universal secrets
It is nice to share and made it known or other’s let
Yet it our first priority should be with humanity base
What ever may be the compelling reason or mad chase?
Let some areas remain unexplored even if we agree for some sake
We have enough to explore at and improve upon which is at stake
It won’t help if moon has water or mars had enough of air
The worst affected population must have chances very fair
We have failed to control floods and volcano eruption
The hazardous polluted measures and its disruptions
Why can’t we find alternate energy to prove much awaited relief?
Strengthen the cause for what we are and open a new leaf
We spend enormous amount on the unexplored mission
Find nothing in hand and suffer here with population explosion
Many die in starved state and land remain barren for the want of rain
Let us explore on this beautiful land try to relieve the agony and pain
We have no right to shed crocodile tears for human causes
Every time precious lives are lost with innumerable losses
We have nothing to offer them as alternatives to descent life
How long will we be playing unfair games with their neck on knife?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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It Better End Soon - 4th
Can't stand it no more
The people dying
Crying for help for so many years
But nobody hears
Better end soon my friend
It better end soon my friend
Can't take it no more
The people hating
Hurting their brothers
They don't understand
They can't understand
Better end soon my friend
It better end soon
Hey, everybody
Won't you just look around
Can't anybody see?
Just what's going down
Can't you take the time?
Just to feel
Just to feel what is real
If you do
Then you'll see that we got a raw deal
They're killing everybody
I wish it weren't true
They say we got to make war
Or the economy will fall
But if we don't stop
We won't be around no more
They're ruining this world
For you and me
The big heads of state
Won't let us be free
They made the rules once
But it didn't work out
Now we must try again
Before they kill us off
No more dying!
No more killing
No more dying
No more fighting
We don't want to die
No, we don't want to die
Please let's change it all
Please let's make it all
Good for the present
And better for the future
Let's just love one another
Let's show peace for each other
We can make it happen
Let's just make it happen
We can change this world
Please let's change this world
Please let's make it happen for our children
For our women
Change the world
Please make it happen
Come on
Come on
Please
Come on
It's up to me
It's up to you
So let's do it now
Yeah
Do it now
Can't stand it no more
The people cheating
Burning each other
They know it ain't right
How can it be right
Better end soon my friend
It better end soon my friend
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No Weapons Day
What are we fighting for?
Why all the non-sense, why all the wars?
Fighting for freedom, fighting for peace,
bringing innocent victims to their knees.
Isn’t there a better way,
by putting down all your weapons,
putting down all weapons just for a day.
We live in a world of survival mode,
survival for money, food and home.
Survival for all of our beliefs,
even when they bring suffering.
We live together on this planet,
many people and one planet all alone.
Shouldn’t we work together to create
solutions to all of world’s problems?
Does war solve anything?
Just causing more revenge.
For people are trying to defend,
their beliefs and region.
End all tyranny and government control,
let the people’s voices be heard,
Start a website for people’s voices around the world.
Written By Christina Sunrise
poem by Christina Sunrise
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How Long
When you look into a childs face
And youre seeing the human race
And the endless possibilities there
Where so much can come true
And you think of the beautiful things
A child can do
How long -- would the child survive
How long -- if it was up to you
When you think about the money spent
On defense by a government
And the weapons of destruction weve built
Were so sure that we need
And you think of the millions and millions
That money could feed
How long -- can you hear someone crying
How long -- can you hear someone dying
Before you ask yourself why?
And how long will we hear people speaking
About missiles for peace
And just let it go by
How long will they tell us these weapons
Are keeping us free
Thats a lie
If you saw it from a satellite
With its green and its blue and white
The beauty of the curve of the earth
And its oceans below
You might think it was paradise
If you didnt know
You might think that its turning
But its turning so slow
How long -- can you hear someone crying
How long -- can you hear someone dying
Before you ask yourself why?
And how long will it be till weve turned
To the tasks and the skills
That well have to have learned
If were going to find our place in the future
And have something to offer
Where this planets concerned
How long?
song performed by by Jackson Browne
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Princes Of The Universe
Words and music by freddie mercury
Here we are.born to be kings.
Were the princes of the universe.
Here we belong.fighting to survive.
In a world with the darkest powers.
And here we are.were the princes of the universe.
Here we belong.fighting for survival.
Weve come to be the rulers of your world.
I am immortal.i have inside me blood of kings.
I have no rival.no man can be my equal.
Take me to the future of your world.
Born to be kings.princes of the universe.
Fighting and free.got your world in my hand.
Im here for your love and Ill make my stand.
We were born to be princes of the universe.
No man could understand.my power is in my own hand.
Ooh.ooh.ooh.ooh.people talk about you.
People say youve had your day.
Im a man that will go far.
Fly the moon and reach for the stars.
With my sword and head held high.
Got to pass the test first time - yeah.
I know that people talk about me I hear it every day.
But I can prove you wrong cos Im right first time.
Yeah.yeah.alright.watch this man fly.
Bring on the girls.
Here we are.born to be kings.were the princes of
The universe.here we belong.born to be kings.
Princes of the universe.fighting and free.
Got the world in my hands.Im here for your love.
And Ill make my stand.
We were born to be princes of the universe.
song performed by by Queen
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Herculean task
Lately world leaders have consented to some session
May be Herculean task but agreed to reduce tension
Hunger, death and starvation looming over horizon
Atmosphere is also not favourable with depletion of ozone’s
We are spending millions on outer space
May we call it futile and mad race?
Even one percent of it may reduce the poverty
Need not watch countless deaths with pity
How much do we loose on internal fights?
Why scores of people loose over legitimate rights?
Even land of liberty face danger and not feel at ease
Have they no right to continue and live with peace?
Our forefathers had dreamed of free world
Warm relations with all and war hysteria in cold
They gave us freedom with thought of expression
No to all measures which lead to suppression
I think it may take very long years
Good appeals may also fall on deaf ears
Weak may have fear of complete annihilation
Sovereignty and legitimacy may loose its relation
Some of worst fears are likely to disappear
World may live in peace and no constant fear
Peace efforts may yield result but brunt bear
No War, no war but peace words we may hear
Over the years we lived under constant shadow
War hysteria and no room for peace window
How many have lost lives leaving behind widows
Can’t we honestly adhere and take simple vows
Generations after generation may inherit the legacy
Hate and distrust may rule and have fallacy
Let us build good foundation to last for long
History may judge and not prove us wrong
Be the first to rise from the grave
You are sons of soils and equally brave
It is you who will lead the peaceful world
Always happiness with constant fears at hold
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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May rise again
Friends, All I read with great anguish
You are waging a battle for fight to finish
Still no hope of solution or end in sight
When tunnel will find its bright light
This all happening in our own land
Whom we then call foe or friend?
Our biggest enemy is in control of affair?
Where can we expect everything as fair?
I cry with pain and shed tears
Nothing more to side with you than to bear
We have vitiated the whole land with dishonor
I don't know what we are fighting for
Far flung areas suffer from neglect
We have not time to cater the need and act
All running in the name of God and almighty
What else to feel other than pity?
Though rich in culture and heritage
Still we live in tradition with old age
No one to care and no one to take forward
No means to live with any of the standard
I hear lot many stories for tortures
This can not be seen as bright future
What else do we have to nurture?
How can we make it fix tenure?
Still we live in prime age
Keep humans with chain and in cage
We have nothing to inscribe on the page
No desires left except to burn with rage
I will rise from the grave
I will be that much brave
But not when I am still alive
It is very difficult to survive and live
What to talk of freedom?
It appeals for nothing and heard seldom
It has lost its original charm
In freedom and liberty there is more harm
What will we live for our next generation?
Witness of prisons, ghettos or camps of concentration
Tortures and unbearable pain undergone or humiliation
Was this the award for hard efforts for alleviation?
I shall like to close the eyes and breathe last
It is pushing me to the corner very fast
I have no love left for hollow words
Staying in middle without looking forward or backward
The world has yet to witness the cruelty
It is attributed to our system which is faulty
How can one decide the fate of millions?
When they know nothing or have any liens?
I curse not for their negligence
But prefer to live with such ugly presence
Shall opt for no more violence
Life has become hell unbearable hence
*I may rise again from the grave*
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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