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In the field

To walk or not to walk out of the filed should be dilemma
Not to create unruly scene, show off or any kind of drama
It has to be clear sportsmanship to play for the country
Respect in the entire manner without caring for records or money

You gain fame and status in the filed
Money and name along with innumerable yield
Yet the country may take highest honor with pride
You got to be exemplary with all the temptations to hide

It is disgrace if you walk out in protest
It is not you as an individual but country's name are put to test
Nothing should be done to malign the fair name
Name and fame will be of no use if mother land is put to shame

No award is acceptable at the cost of national dishonor
The flag must fly high and show its true color
It will speak of great ideals and total commitment
Towards world cause with integral movement

So anybody who is representing the symbol
Must rise above all and respond to clear call
It is not the defeat or wins but national pride
Upon whose waves we can make positive ride

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A culture and tolerence

Any culture that teaches tolerance is great
Their back ground and heritage may clearly state
The excavations may lead to some clue
It is remnant of national treasure and venue

No one can simply boost of culture without any back ground
It has to be worked out on certain theory and must be found
All revelations that may come to the fore and in light
It may have to be preserved as asset and declared as monument or site

National achieve is full of ancient gadgets
They are provided with special budget
They are not made to suffer for the want of fund
It is preference for national pride for the land

When we speak highly of achieves?
We clearly see what that stand to achieve?
How national sentiments bring them together in the time of crisis?
There is no special thinking or thesis

We are full aware that national moral should stand all the time very high
National flag should be seen all over and fly
It is not mere piece of cloth but heart of millions
It must send clear waves to the heart of aliens

Many countries are known for their known loyalty
The people have also proved it number of times by remaining loyal
They had deep regard for the ruler of the land
They stood fast for the country with hand to hand

Nothing can compare when it comes to the question of devotion
It is the duty of all population to keep the wheels in motion
Nation may survive only when there is complete faith and awareness
It is necessary to maintain that level with solidarity and oneness

Nobody can afford to be less vigilant
There may still be danger from distant
It is not that only neighbors may prove hostile
Big powers may interfere and watch for while

Natural resources are always power of strength
Country can afford to go to any length
It may not have self sufficiency in all the fields
It may still have the courage to garner more yields

Country may stand fast against foreign pressure
It can carve out honorable path and assure
Nothing can be compromised at the cost of pride
It can’t be bartered or attempts be made to hide

We hold honor and pride if remain attached to motherland
We can work hard and make it as wonderland
It may be so that it has its existence not because of present
It may have deep roots with people’s consent

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Gone Country

Shes been playing in a room on a strip
For ten years in vegas
Every night she looks in the mirror
But she only ages
Shes been reading about nashville and all
The records that everybodys buying
Says Im a simple girl myself
Grew up on long island
So she packs her bags to try her hand
Says this might be my last chance
Shes gone country, look at them boots
Shes gone country, back to her roots
Shes gone country, a new kind of suit
Shes gone country, here she comes
Well the folk scene is dead
But hes holding out in the village
Hes been writing songs speaking out
Against wealth and privilege
He says i dont believe in money
But a man could make him a killin
Cause some of that stuff dont sound
Much different than dylan
I hear down there its changed you see
Theyre not as backwards as they used to be
Hes gone country, look at them boots
Hes gone country, back to his roots
Hes gone country, a new kind of suit
Hes gone country, here he comes
He commutes to la
But hes got a house in the valley
But the bills are piling up
And the pop scene just aint on the rally
He says honey Im a serious composer
Schooled in voice and composition
But with the crime and the smog these days
This aint no place for children
Lord it sounds so easy it shouldnt take long
Be back in the money in no time at all
Hes gone country, look at them boots
Hes gone country, back to his roots
Hes gone country, a new kind of suit
Hes gone country, here he comes
Yeah hes gone country, a new kind of walk
Hes gone country, a new kind of talk
Hes gone country, look at them boots
Hes gone country, oh back to his roots
Hes gone country
Hes gone country
Everybodys gone country
Yeah weve gone country
The whole worlds gone country

song performed by by Alan Jackson
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Walkin' The Country

Runnin' from the rate race
Just as fast as I can
Take off my tie so I can breathe
Me, I'm going where the fresh air's blowin'
Take a little walk in the country with me
(Chorus)
Walk in the country with me
Watch the sun sinkin' down on the trees
It's gonna do us some good
To get down in the woods
Take a little walk in the country with me
I'm so sick of all them TV shows
I need some dirt road under my feet
C'mon let's point our toes where the red fern grows
Take a little walk in the country with me
Come on now
(Repeat Chorus)
Walkin' the country
Oh bless my soul
Just gimme that country road
Come on now
(Repeat Chorus)
Take a little walk in the country with me
Come on now baby
Take a little walk in the country with me

song performed by by Keith Urban
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I Pledge

I pledge allegiance to national flag
Let there be any attempt to tarnish the image or drag
It shall remain super most in my mind
I am not novice so not to understand and go blind

How many people have shed their blood for motherland?
How many might have perished in foreign land
For upholding the national pride and honor
What might have they expected in return for?

I am for sure many might have perished unsung?
No national anthem might have been aired or sung
Yet we owe our head in their honor for brave front
This is what all citizens expect from soldiers or want

Today we are free country with all liberal thoughts
On national front we have undergone sufferings when fought
No one wanted any material benefit but only free air
Have we given them what they wanted as fair share?

Motherland is compared to a beautiful and sacred lady
Love and respect shown for all the time from everybody
No one can think of harming national interest?
It is expected and desired even more as best

We have forgotten our past
We have lost the trust
Our head bows down in shame
Where to go and whom to blame?

The beautiful lady, motherland we call, is torn apart
She has been taken off cloths and divided in parts
Who can claim they have national interest at heart?
Can any one think of making again a noble start?

No, nothing will be done
Past golden days are for memory to remain
Flowers will laid as mark of respect once in year
Everybody is afraid and gripped of fear

We are killing our own brethrens
Poor are dying everyday without much concern
This is welfare state we enshrined?
Was that the show for later on to be fined?

We have created position to corner the wealth
Compromised with nature and helped to deteriorate health
It is world boxing match to attract more people
To pay for the show and invite more trouble

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Politics in Bangladesh

Whoever comes to power
Becomes somewhat dictator
They don't care about people's demand
It's a hard fact in my dear motherland

Most of them make black money
And deposit in foreign banks
But they pretend they are good people
And the greatest think tanks

They disgrace the political rivals
Even if they are blameless
No matter what; they want to remain in power
They are so shameless

When a new political party comes to power
They abandon projects of the previous governments
They change the nameplates of public institutions
They give promotions to their obedient civil servants

They dishonor national heroes
To become heroes themselves
They do more harm than good to the country
They are like some wicked elves

They go for pilgrimage with friends and family
All their costs are met by the poor helpless country

They travel far and wide to walk on red carpet
And see new places
The country is not benefitted from it
In most of the cases

They talk tall like they are doing everything they can
While most of them are nothing but shadows of Satan

poem by Asif Andalib
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Country Road

Take to the highway wont you lend me your name
Your way and my way seem to be one in the same
Momma dont understand it
She wants to know where I been
Id have to be some kind of natural born fool
To want to pass that way again
But you know I could feel it
On a country road
Sail on home to jesus wont you good girls and boys
Im all in pieces, you can have your own choice
I could seen a heavenly band full of angels
And theyre a comin to set me free
Dont know much about the wild wind
But I can tell that its bound to because I could feel it
On a country road
Guess my feet know where the want me to go
Walking on a country road
Walk on down, walk on down, walk on down
Walk on down, walk on down a country road yeah
La la la la la la la
Country road
Yeah walking on a country road
Country road
Yeah
Walking on a country road

song performed by by Indigo Girls
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Yes sir

Yes sir, great honor at stake.
It is fight to finish but not fake
Garlands, praises and controversy to rake
Then also pride and honor for country sake

Only sport to keep sentiments high
Well deserved victory to try
Do or die approach but nothing to feel shy
It is game and not gambles so not to ask why?

Let the sport be taken in sporting way
It can unite country with different say
Blessings for those who keep away
From all dirty tricks and no attention to pay

How many rise from their troubled sleep?
Always awake to witness and keep
The national sentiments to keep on top
It is the only way to keep tempo high and not to stop

It may be only option to keep world together
Let the burning issues not to worry or bother
Let us keep the destiny open for time to come
Enjoy it with enthusiasm and arms wide open to welcome

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A waka waka waka

“To shine “meaning Waka, waka, waka
Well thought over terms in South Africa
All countries assembled there for sports meet
Not to go off line at all and ready to greet

World sport lovers meet is staged
Everything is beautifully arranged
Fine display of sports spirit
There is high hope with glimmering light

Sport spirit is flying high and show is well managed
Enough care is taken to improve upon and relation not damaged
It is unique gathering on large scale to make it grand success
Whole world watches it on screen with planned approach and access

It is difficult to take care of national sentiments
The crowd remains active and offer encouragement with comments
It is hard and difficult task to control the out burst with patience
Light flare up can lead to unnecessary scuffle and jeopardize session

It is national pride and befitting status to stage show on such large scale
World comes closer like sea and allowing movements for giants like whale
Every athlete or team is in it self is a complete composition
It enhances he pride and elevates the prestige for nation

It is well know fact that sports bind nations together
Hostility is completely forgotten and no one bothers
You may find high tempo running among nations to score outright win
It is of course do or die battle but situation can be win or no win

The host country may earn in millions
The total viewers may exceed in trillions
Above all it is great get together and biggest union
World may soon to realize how best to live in cohesion

The sport light taken across continent conveys the message
The international peace and brotherhoods have clear passage
The countries may be fighting bitterly for ages
It will great achievement if they forget for moment and manage

You may not love to each other if no chance is afforded
Peace and stability can’t exist if proper honor is not accorded
It has got no meaning if sentiments are allowed to run high
It may damage national honor if flag is not allowed to fly

The world sport can bring nations together in true sense
It is biggest challenge and there is necessity for its presence
World have to adopt peaceful co-existence for survival
Misery, distrust and disasters can’t be greeted on their arrival

“Waka waka” to shine and make other to feel very fine
Let people enjoy every moments when they assemble to dine
It is glorious moment to have its implications very far
World may come closer even though some of them may at war

Waka is African term meaning “to shine”

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I Am Not Proud Of My Country

I love my Homeland Country and of it's scenic sights I sing
But I don't say I am proud to be Irish as proud has a patriotic ring
And those who feel proud of their Country often go that step too far
As pride leads to patriotism and patriotism leads to war.

I have never waved my Country's flag at parade or football game
And I am not Proud of my country though I love it just the same
For pride and love are different as different as can be
And pride that leads to patriotism has never appealed to me.

Some people on flag post in their front yard fly their Country's flag
And I am proud of my Country you hear them proudly brag
But others worthiness and cultures they never could embrace
And without saying so they are telling you that ours is a superior race.

I am proud of my Country you will never hear me say
Though many feel that pride and patriotism are good and quite okay
But how many young men have died in wars due to patriotic pride
Love brings people together whilst pride and patriotism divide.

I have never been a soldier or had honours to my name
And I am not Proud of my Country though I love it just the same
And those who feel proud of their Country can take that step too far
For pride leads to patriotism and patriotism can lead to war.

poem by Francis Duggan
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A Country Is Known

A country is not known by the rich heritage it holds
Not by a unique position it holds among countries of worlds
Not be the freedom or liberty they enjoy in real senses
But by the honor and pride it accords to the females

Love, sex and other things emerge along with the advancement of an age
It grows further with the refinement and progressive society in phase
Yet its basic outlook does not change for ladies at any stage
She has to face all hurdles, bear agony and create history on page

Have they not done enough for the mankind and country at large?
Have they not come forward for all steps to refine and purge?
They have been pioneer in all the struggles regardless of gender
Still nothing appeals us for recognition and facts stand only bare

Let us place her on top of our set up and pay due regard
Prepare a plan for comprehensive growth and look forward
They need not be used as sex symbol only for gradation
There has to be complete overhaul and thinking up gradation

You pick up any of her stage and compare with male
They may outclass male counterpart and surely fail
They have some sense to make things in proper order
Males sometimes pay scant respect and freely ponder

Let each stage play its natural role in total development
No rape, murder, discrimination or insult in any movement
What have they not given to us and protected
Even at the cost of shame and dishonor aggressively acted

Let this article be ear marked as great honor or tribute
Their involvement at any stage has helped to attribute
We have raised our head all the times with their devotion
Life has run into smooth weather with complete motion

We have experienced their greatness in mother
Life had been made as garden with sisters and brothers
This is how country has come into being as large entity
She had been at the centre of all with strength and capabilities

Full marks to her devotion, dedication and motherly attitude
We have been slight short of showing little gratitude
We remembered and cried only when she was not among
Or shed some tears when some thing was actually going wrong

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I Will Take The Money

In assets quite poor with little cash to my name
I will take the money you can have the fame
Your fame it will not buy you a loaf of bread
No you have the fame I'll have money instead
Your money speaks more of you as it does seem
Than fame or it's sibling known as high esteem
With money as such they cannot hope to compare
This simple truth with you I only do share
Few things money cannot buy that much we do know
And on bushes and trees money it does not grow
In life it is quite important it does seem that way
And it does speak every language as some are known to say
Perhaps I may sound greedy for that me do not blame
When I say I will take the money you can have the fame.

poem by Francis Duggan
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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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We Claim to Be

We claim to be honest on election’s eve
So many tall promises and high hope to give
Making impossible to realize if given chance
To stick to chair with glue if given chance at once

It is not likely that particular people are guilty
They are gifted with knowledge and ability
They have nice background and family history
People can vote him and later on won’t feel sorry

It is like high profile proficiency to spread the net
Keep all the spoils legally and not others let
It is such lucrative field that no one may want to leave
They want others to listen to them and believe

When country is wedded to certain principles
Some of the high ideals are to be observed as pillars
No one may buy your arguments for failure
As it is linked to survival and country’s future

Country doesn’t get independence overnight
So many sacrifices have to be made and offered a fight
Nation can then heave a sigh of relief
Expressing all thanks with honor and belief

Time comes when tide is turned
Power makes them corrupt and expectations never returned
Not all the people can raise a banner or turn against
Something else remains on card to get the best

It is acid test for emerging nations
They have to maintain cordial relations
With hostile neighbors and powerful nations
They may want to course the economy and permanent stations

There may be different though of schools
No one can for long make them fools
It is national interest, honor and pride
That guides future course and sentiments to ride

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Tattered Remnants of your broken pride

Tattered remnants of your broken pride
Tattered remnants laying everywhere
Tattered remnants of your broken pride
Now you lay disgraced, no honor, and no pride so bare

Ill bury you in your own shame
Like it’s some kind of fuckin game
Yah beat you down and shove the disgrace
All in your pathetic mother fucking face

Take your pride and smash it to pieces
Stomp on your life until it ceases
Shame you to the point of tears
Make you weep in front of your peers

You challenged my honor and now you must learn
You fuckin play with fire and it’s gonna burn

A threat against my pride
This dare shall not be denied
You’ve chosen to challenge me in physical warfare
Ill leave you for dead without a god damned care

I will not stand for this degradation
Seeing you beaten on the ground; such elation
Bloody and shamed
Bruised and tamed

Now walk away, no crawl away
Ill let you live to fight another day

poem by Spooky Mind
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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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Down to the Ground

Pride goes before a fall
High lofty towers burn to the ground
Symbols of money, oppression
Wealth built on the backs of slaves

I am for the distribution of wealth
For all the nations rising
Lets see health care for all
Lets send all to school and college

I hate the death of the innocent
False religions shall also burn
The earth shall soon be on fire
Everything that should fall, will fall

Look at the angry flag worshippers
Idolaters who put nation above love
Ideologies of amassing power
Propaganda, your country is better

See the priests weep for Babylon
Religious robes hiding the State
Leading the blind into sectarianism
Preaching nationalism as Gods Word

National guards in poor countries
Trained to protect American interests
Love your country or leave it!
They stole it from the Native Americans

American capitalism must end
False ideals so high and mighty
Military power backing corporations
Tar and feather the rich who steal

The rich trample on the poor
They pollute the entire world
Lawyers to back up their greed
Laws bent to protect their wealth

In money we trust burns

poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Flags & Tears & Heros

' For every flag, for every tear, for every Soldier loss.
A pride for One's Country and Freedom rings in Honor and Glory.
To die for Our Country is the most Distinguished Honor.
To all the fallen Soldiers and their Families,
There is never enough Thanks and Salutes for the Honor You gave to this Country.
Your Life is precious to all and you will be missed and remembered.
Watch over us in your new Mission from above.
The Sun will always remind us for the scarify you gave, to make it shine so bright.
The wind is your soul to touch our lives. TY for All you did My Fellow HEROS! ! ! ! '

poem by Michael Peterson
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Why Talk About War To An Anti War One Like Me

Why talk about war to an anti war one like me
Since you know with what you say of it I won't agree
Since talking of military matters I'd rather decline
And your sort of heroes will never be mine
Your points about war to me you've already made
Though I won't march with you in the war parade
With you the like minded will stand at your side
Whilst you wave the flag with great fervour and pride
'Tis good in a way we see things differently
If we all thought in the same way how boring we'd be
Waving our National flags as we walk up and down
To the beat of the war drums through the streets of the town
You do love the National flag but so too do I
But for the flag I would not shoot to kill or die.

poem by Francis Duggan
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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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Money and Love

She was reading a book on a bench.
He recognized her. Years ago
He had a crush on her in high school.

So what is now your luminous goal in life? ”
She asked.

“Money and fame”, he said.

“Your answer is more disappointing
Than surprising”, she said.

“Why? You don’t want money and fame? ”

“No, I don’t want money and fame.”

“You’re a hypocrite.”

“This sneer was predictable, but I really
Don’t want money and fame.”

“Why? You don’t need money to buy
Food, clothes and other necessities? ”

“Of course I need. However, I am talking
About priorities. I don’t live to make
Money; I make money to live”, she said.

“I see. But how can you be happy
If you are not rich? ” he asked.

“I don’t believe that happiness really
Can emanate from wealth.
My neighbor won millions in the casinos
Of Las Vegas but he is still depressed.
And a lot of unhappy rich and famous
People walk the streets out there.”

“So what is it that you really desire in life? ”

“Peace, well-being and contentment.”

“That’s all? ”

She gave him a gentle and exploring look.

“No”, she said. “That’s not all.
I desire to have an inner fortune that
Eclipses all the external thrills of the world.
I want to love and to be loved.”

poem by Paul Hartal
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