In uncontrolled world
I am born free and live in uncontrolled world
I have all the rights to expose corruption and put irregularities on hold
If I consider it fit to be auctioned then I am prepared for my soul to be sold
I can be adventurous at others expenses and would love to called bold
Why do you think democracy has got all the ills?
Do you not have easy access free way to feel?
Is there any country with so much liberal mechanism?
Crowd can be hired and pressed into service for claiming purism?
I can indulge in hypocracy and still called a liberal
Only written orders are taken as legal and nothing in oral
Enough room to maneuver right in wrong way and escape
Even nothing can be proves in the cases of rapes
I have faith in judiciary and its tiring process
I also know it can be landed in mess
Few bunch of liar experts with money temptation
Can strengthen close bond with excellent relation
I have equal regard for administration
Full permission for selling counter bands on any stations
Whether in public, hiding places or in prominent places
You can have anything on sale provided it nicely fetches
There is enough of joy in being called irresponsible
No one may entrust you job which is important an accountable
You are simply being tolerated due to faulty liberal set up
You will not be questioned or made you to shut up
Our forefathers fought for liberty, independence and freedom
Its true meaning is taken seriously or understood seldom
Know your rights fully well but not to talk of duties as well
The system has proved blessings and offers different tale
Some politicians, lawyers, traders and civil servants even
Wish their full share with full indemnity as nothing can happen
Judicial system can afford them long years to roam in free environment
As they will have enough of time to threaten, intimidate and issue hostile statements
I had dreamed of such an environment with full protection
As it was not to apply any of the restriction on my action
Except in rarest of rare crime there was not to be any capital punishment
At the most some restrictions and temporary ban on movements
Same inherent weaknesses may also be enjoyed in arbitrary functions
There may be lot many harsh regulations with many awaiting inductions
Exploitation to maximum in limited time with damsel’s sword on head
Still enough of loop holes to escape dragnet and luxuriously to lead
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Seldom Won
Independence, liberty and freedom
Bloodlessly won seldom
Stalwarts and leaders had shown wisdom
This all we now read in class rooms
Who will not want to be in free country?
Where it is classless, non racial and sans misery
What else can be dreamed of to lead it happily?
And country is surging ahead steadily
Foreign occupants are taken as cruel and marauders
Their position is that of land hungry and invaders
They might have plundered the country in process
And brutally murdered for gaining the access
All said and done and now they have packed
No more claims on our land is staked
We are fully independent and sovereign
Free from any yoke as independence is regained
What is scenario there after?
Is country leading towards disaster?
Is the freedom struggle really a boom?
Is there any scope for poor with room?
It has tuned into grim reality
It has proved our incompetence and inability
We have pushed country into Dark Age
We failed to look after people and manage
Farmers are coming suicide
Politicians are asking for free ride
Everybody is on rampage and hands are full of corruption
The loot is clearly seen and going on without any interruption
Yes, death is wealth
To take pride for Poor’s health
Where are we today on this freedom day?
Can they take us to peaceful way?
Can we not dream for two square meals?
Can they not strike a simple deal?
They come once in five years
To feed with oasis waters in deaf years
No answer may ever be found
Out economy is claimed to be sound
All well but country is in ill health
Entire country is robbed of its wealth
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We Are Told
We are told that we have got freedom yet not freedom to do as we like
There are places we are not allowed to walk in or where we cannot ride a push bike
Which means that our freedom is so called since we cannot even walk where we please
Ours is such a limited freedom we are not as free as a breeze.
Without a passport we cannot travel to another Country and that is for a limited time
And if we overstay our visa that is a deportable crime
By the Immigration Department of Government by a Government not blessed with a soul
There is a name for such a practice 'tis known as population control.
Young men in wars fought and died for freedom but was it for freedom they died?
When their Government leader told them they were fighting for freedom to the young and naive troops he lied
They fought for the glory of their leader and risked their lives on a foreign shore
They were used as pawns in a deadly power game just that sad to say nothing more.
We are told that we have got freedom though we have to be careful with the words we say
And if our speech on it has got restrictions then what is freedom anyway?
Young men fought and even died for freedom at least that's what we are made to believe
By so called patriotic politicians people who are known to deceive.
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For Fools
Democracy is for fools
Where they become simply tools
On the name of liberty and freedom
Where rights are respected seldom
Who says people are fully protected?
They are pushed to be infected
With rotten ideas of causes
Its delays and deniable of access
People tolerate as it generates only income
Exploitation is everywhere and welcomed
Why poor are getting poor day by day?
When there are enough off opportunities on the way?
When powers are transferred in the hands of few
The judiciary requires its overhaul and review
No doubt it may provide growth
But push many into jobless leading to death
Think of a plight when money power concentrated
All concerns are taken over by few and deliberated
Upheavals, revolts and attacks by threaten postures
That is how we see the democratic future
Yet it is preferred and appreciated
At least people are heard when infuriated
Their concern is conveyed and realized too
This is another case not very true
You are not killed in day light
You are not pushed in streets to fight
Yet it can be called way of life and system
Everything must be felt and realized them
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Welfare state
“Kill him, kill him” crowd shouted “do not let him go”
He has done shame to country and delivered blow
His head should be smashed and hands cut off to show
He was not worthy to be called citizen and hence to be thrown
“Tie him with ropes and thrown in front of elephants”
Such were the cruel methods and offered as instant
No more arguments and no more clemency
The judgment was to pronounced without any mercy
“Blind him and push him in jungles” to be eaten by wild animals
Such was the severe punishment for dreaded criminals
It was to serve as deterrent so no one repeated in future
The law and order was determined and made completely sure
One ruler, one law and respect for law abiding citizens
Nothing to come on the way for declaring peaceful zones
In natural calamities state aid and help urgently forthcoming
Any kind suggestions put into use and always welcoming
Such were the solid foundations laid down for the welfare states
Taxes and levies all done with equal and based on fare rates
No tax frauds, treachery or any of the serious offenses
The imposition of strict laws for enforcing sentences
How can we claim as largest democracy or progressive state?
Where is progressive element to take into note and narrate?
All sorts of loops holes provided to escape the strict laws
Legislations in force with ambiguity and worded with flaws
No justice delivered for years together and dragged on
Hardly someone may remain alive to see whether lost or won
How to appreciate such system in fast developing scene?
So much lethargy and scant respect for laws is rampant and seen
Murders roam freely and get the easy bail
Simple ticket less travelers are pushed in jail
Every item has been placed tag on it
Any one can lay hand on it if it is seemed very fit
Not all the cases get unfair trial
Somewhere blocked by official denial
Most of the time it is hindered by ineffective system
No one can place a ban or pass blame
Who can be appreciated most? Old rulers or present hierarchy
The democratic functioning of government or hereditary monarchy?
In both the method there prevailed a room for misrule and anarchy
Some of the issued involved were of serious nature and very touchy
We need no autocratic but at the same time strict enforcement
Full legal sanction for enforcement of effective establishment
Where there is respect for rights but at the same time duties too
The dream may be fulfilled only when it comes to use and prove true
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Might is right
It is always the fact that might is right
They will go on till the end to fight
They may do it with the speed of light
They have the wisdom and long sight
Small insects kill smaller one
Big also kill little one and go on
It is complete cycle of exploitation
Everybody looses in turn and in rotation
So if rich rule the scene then nothing wrong
Not all can be in race and come along
It is sheer coincidence that mighty rule
Otherwise not all the people are fool
Person with abundance can sustain losses
He may have no regret even if looses
This gives them little advantage
Rest all feel confined to cage
Once you are under domination you are bound to suffer
You may have no rights other than to differ
So poor remain poor and rich gets richer
Poor remain suppressed for times to come
Rich are dominating and always welcome
Corruption has engulfed poor and rich alike
Everybody is influenced and affected with hike
No one wants to remain as poor like
Rich too wants not to become poor and dislike
This is tendency that we feel pity for poor
We have seen them knocking the door
But it is the system that will remain forever
Even if God descends on earth it will be there
If you have same system with no discrimination
No one may work and develop alienation
They will feel free with passing of responsibility
Here comes then the end of clear and distinct ability
If you have system with loop holes anybody will escape
No one can restrict the temptation or put the cap
Only the poor fail to emerge for the want of resources
The powerful emerge and re-emerge with full force
The oppression part is little disturbing
No one can force or go on curbing
No one can be forced to undergo torture
Even God has made it very sure
The rich may have disliking for poor
Poor to may have tendency to show exit door
It has been clash of time for centuries and very old
No one can buy it or arguments can be sold
Lord may wish so for all His children
He may even grant the same blessing even
Yet that difference may remain and even if not
The needless wars might not have been fought
The human beings may create it to rule
They make use of all available tools
Rich may tackle poor and poor may tackle down trodden
As the system remains same with all the odds even
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Ups and down in life
It is challenge from the day one
No escape route allowed for anyone
All the fruits to be enjoyed and burnt to be borne
Enough has been talked about
We are reserved and do not venture out
It has different tale with full of rout
How many might have succeeded and sustained?
Retain original shine and maintained
Life is before us and fully explained
Life has made us all the time to crawl
Still we are attached too much without making withdrawal
We have slept whole life and woke up like owl
Life was full of ups and down
We have failed to reject ills and tried to own
Finally the soul merges into soul
This has been continued for centuries
The concept of life still varies
Until you know it all, it is full of miseries
Not all may want it as full of challenge
They may struggle very hard to manage
The stage may come when life may be spent with age
In between whatever you did was quite memorable
Life was seen closely and understood as water bubble
Some might have proved to be luckier as free from any trouble
It is not important how much you lived
It has all mattered how you understood and believed
Pain and agony might have surfaced and relieved too
Is it confined only to have met two square meals?
Made it easy all the way with very nice deals?
Or was it spent with joy and happiness in real
I think we have answer in “no”
This fact is apparent and we all know
Amidst all uncertainties we have preferred to grow
It might have been divided into stages
The development can be written in pages
Sometimes with happiness and sometimes with rage
Can anyone write down honestly its outcome?
Certainly it has many aspects to welcome
Life should not be spent or be over as it had come
Is it merely breathless stage there after?
Does this all make us to roar in laughter?
It is interesting and admirable chapter
I may not know facts until I am full in
There is no loss, gain or win
It is how you take it and feel in
I have seen it as life emerging all of sudden
It was never thought before hand even
It has hunted us from time to time even then
Many more experiences may be inked
Life and death may be closely linked
We may think intensely with eyes half winked
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Animal called politician
I am special and unique kind of magician
I can also be called as shameless politician
I claim to have descended directly from heaven
I have full right to enjoy full facilities even
I care no hoots for poor and needy
I am prepared to be called greedy
My coffer should be filled with money and enough land
For me there is no permanent foe or friend
I have special skill to amass the wealth
I care for no one and maintain excellent health
Each and every case is differently dealt with
I am armed will all the skills up to teeth
God was merciful to have granted me with skill
Everything was easy and could be done at will
People touched feet and offered whatever I wanted
It was rudderless ship I was called up on to be boarded
The ship to be taken in any direction without fear of direction
No doubts to be cast on sincerity for any of the action
Almost granted with full indemnity and blessed with fortune
I have developed the skill for people to dance with my tune
How long I shall rule the area or country?
Will I have unrestricted access or entry?
Will people tolerate it for all the times to come?
Will there be love lost or I shall be unwelcome?
I have become thick skinned animal and fearless
They will need me all the time so long as they are leaderless
I shall take full precaution not to afford them any awareness
Else it may invite dawn fall much to the discomfort and bitterness
People have short memory and forget easily
I shall spend the rest of my life happily
Who cares for national sentiments and poverty?
Though the politics is considered as mean and dirty
I think of going away from such politics
It may be considered as high skill and tactics
It is good medium to serve the people on mass scale
The people may not spare if your action is failed
No politician has died as poor hungry man
Even though less corrupt, he may be remembered as gentleman
It may be necessity and compulsion in life to attain enough wealth
Still that is being tolerated and paid mark of respect on his death
It may be completely naïve to blame wholly on his logic
We have built him and brought to such level to create magic
The nation or country might not have developed to such a large scale
Had he not been given free hand to move in sea as whale?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A hold me well
You may have many desires
You may come and admire
You have all way you can
You may prove as my man
To love me you got to perform
You should be fully prepared and informed
You can be hot the sun or like quiet poet
The stage is ready and quietly set
I can’t think of unreasonable man
He should be desirous of having good woman
I can’t think of staying as mere slave
He should prove and nicely behave
Neither have I had instrument to test his sincerity
Nor any brilliance to prove his ability
I shall think of only proven integrity
If I fail in it then it will be great pity
Many women may be falling to falsehood
They might have experienced it in neighborhood
It is natural to gain boyhood or womanhood
It must be met with and fully understood
What do I think of complete man?
He must take me to whatever position he can?
Once I have fallen with him to go ahead
He may have full freedom to lead
I had dreamed of hot blazing sun
In his light I wanted to have easy run
In his warmth I could feel quite fun
H should have been there as only one
Did I not deserve or expect a partner?
Who can care of me as very good Gardner?
I should have full freedom to blossom
He may come and hold me in full wisdom
The ideal person as he may be
I shall be in no dilemma and very free
He will be my idol and right man
I shall remain his better half and lovely fan
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Real Efe
Love me 'Efe' *
If you are free
Let us sit under tree
With freedom and liberty
You sing a song.
To feel me no wrong
Read my expressions
With full obsessions
Will you hold my hand?
As a true ally and friend
Not for breaking trend
But till the dead end
What were you searching?
In me but really not reaching
You wanted real soul
I have responded to call
Come with true feeling
As if wish complete wish and willing
Are you prepared?
Full conscious and dared
I shall hold it for ever
Break from it never
You may rest be assured
Your life is fully secured
* Efe. Girl's name
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Away from the scene
It is not fleeing away from the scene
Fear for life as such is never seen
Man may run miles together to escape dragnet
Else he has to loose the life and will not be allowed to let
In democracy, day time murders take place
There is clear and visible mad race
No one can get justice in stipulated time
Freedom is curtailed and liberty crushed sometimes
Where do you go and raise your voice?
Who cares for your cry in wilderness for promises?
Why not keep some loop holes and misses?
Later you have nothing left as traces
This is mockery of system and played for self interest
Draconian rule persist and even termed as best
We know how it strangulates ordinary person
Pushed in gallows for unknown reasons
Properties may be looted and houses burn
Can be termed as hooligan’s act and may take ugly turn
Where life can be played into mad hands
As politicians can murder and at the same time play as friends
Some of the people are truly dedicated and they have reasons
We should see larger cause and evaluate them as right persons
It will be futile to loose a life inn struggle for nothing
Even many patriots have fled the scene and taken refuge for something
Innocents are murdered and women, children are molested
Many good words are said and matter finally rested
We have lost moral rights to protest as true champion
As we now take the refuge under the name of religion
We can’t call our system as civilized forum
Where we can’t maintain good decorum
Forces must be resorted to bare minimum
In extreme cases justification can be given for maximum
Freedom and liberty can’t be taken as privilege
It must come naturally to us as a heritage
We have given enough of blood for peaceful living
Its principles are meant for adoption and believing
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Let curse fall
Let curse fall on those individuals
Who play dirty game with dubious role
Let all the blessings be snatched outright
As they have failed to protect the rights
You were preferred not because of past deeds
You were sent here not to torture and lead
You were seen as capable of delivering good
What did you do o, men other than snatching a food?
You kept them as animals or slaves
Were you not expected to act and behave?
Why did you not adhere to civilized norms?
Were you not aware of well informed?
I had nothing to find as final answer
I saw grief, pain and visible tears
Lord was himself pitying for making us human
Else we were not worthy to be called even animal
Animals do have the sense of love and attachment
They do love their circle and improve the relation or cement
What do we do to uplift or strengthen the liberty and freedom?
Not maltreatment in such a heinous way is witnessed?
We have kept millions under toe only to be called king
We have tortured and killed innocents so not to remain well being
What else we have done them to starve of food and face the prison?
Is there a cause to tie them in chain and pushed in cell without any reason?
We have librated a vast land for the hope to spend it better
We did not know it to belle our expectations sooner
Still people are shot at and killed mercilessly for no crime
It is time to rise and prove to the world that now is the real time
I felt a grief and same pain as lord tried to express
I had deep feeling but could nothing on the face
We all have mastered the art of deceiving the conscious
We may continue to perform with all motives considered to be vicious
Leave us not in middle O, lord for little folly
We share the blame and own it fully
No one may escape it unnoticed and gracefully
They have to undergo same intensity painfully
They may not find the roads open to flee
At no place they will find it secure and free
God granted us full freedom with liberty
We must acknowledge it as grace from almighty
Let eyes not look at sky helplessly
Let no individual be treated shabbily and rudely
As we are human being first and then individual
We are not empowered to take it as casual
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Love and sex
“I am confused with love and sex”
I was argued straight on face
I had to answer with full logic
As human relation has its basic
It is nothing but one supplement to another
No one can lead it without either
One must understand the basic concept of nature
Life can be understood fully and made sure
We are basically wild animal but refined
With change of time very nicely defined
But basic instinct remain that of animal
We go wild and put the shows dismal
Not that we can not control and regulate
Not that we can not express or relate
But at certain time we are driven crazy
Very fast at acceptance and never a lazy
It spoils the relation at first
Some hurry may make it worst
The sexual desire may overcome frankness
The relation is soured and results in hardness
I would not mix love with lust
No one can deny it is not must
Whether it is through love or one sided
It has some reason behind and very much provided
So when I demand for it means little of importance
It may be often or once a while or at once
That gives little of satisfaction for some union
That can lead on to prove good companion
This is how some of the good relations are built
It has no bad intention to be called guilt
They are nicely understood and given go ahead
Life is to be made smooth with resolve to lead
I shall. not shroud it in thick cloud
To malign it often speak so loud
Love demands strict confidence and privacy
It may strengthen with more of its frequency
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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.
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Freedom in His Kingdom
The Lord wants us to have freedom
That was His will from the beginning
Then for those who are not living free
Know that there is something wrong
Perhaps you are not where you belong
You need to search well for your freedom
You should live free in the Lord's kingdom
By His salvation we have been made free
Then being free we should be able to serve
And do our best service in God's kingdom
Even to lead those dying in sins to freedom
Take time out to see the signs of the times
It is urging on the end owing to many crimes
So let's do something that's right for the Divine
Like helping those souls dying in sins to freedom
Life in Christ is nice as He can set everyone free
And freedom needs to reign in God's kingdom
It's right to set free those who are bond by sin
Then we must do what we can to set them free
Even by saying this to them Jesus Christ is alive
Just get in service for Him and you'll do fine
With the Lord there's an everlasting freedom
Quit sinning and enjoy life in His kingdom.
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How Does It Feel To Be Free
(stewart harris, keith stegall)
How did it happen
When did we lose it
The love we looked for so long
Im sorry I called you
But its the first night you see
How does it feel to be free
How does it feel now
To reach out for someone
And find theres nobody there
Is it weighing on you
Cause its sure killing me
Tell me how does it feel to be free
Funny how love is so hard to find
And yet so easy to lose
Maybe in time this old heart of mine
Can learn to be free without you
How did it happen
When did we lose it
The love we looked for so long
Im sorry I called you
But I just have to see
How does it feel to be free
Im sorry I called you
But its the first night you see
Now how does it feel to be free
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Entire nation
Is it mere corruption that has engulfed entire nation?
Has that got any relevance in present context or relation?
It may be really a volcano eruption if that is indication
The nation wants free air without any suffocation
“Whole world is suffering same syndrome” remarked a leader
How can that be accepted as valid argument by reader?
When thousands of starve and millions watch helplessly?
How can this be not eradicated forcefully and successively?
Now safe haven for scoundrels. Mafias and politicians
It is not confined to Egyptians, Libyans or Indians
The poor is suffering most and fruit is enjoyed by those
Who have not struggled at all and come to power by force
Once in life time there is eruption and great revolution
No one is spared when there is great demand for devolution
The streets may not provide them safe heave or refuge
The force and demand may be tremendous and very huge
Such a candle is lit in this country by ordinary person
“Anna” stands for brother and out in open for various reasons
Country is reeling under corruption and may loose the pride and honor
He has come out with everything to loose still to act as savior
Battle line is drawn and challenge is thrown open
There is no other option but the talks to reopen
No one can escape dragnet against the popular demand
Even top order of leaders can now fear for remand
Not one man may lead the peaceful army
Whole of country may defeat the handful of enemies
They have no shame or regret for their action
We have to shape the destiny with outright reaction
They may offer all escape rotes for easy passage
The popular will may deliver the clear message
If they have any sense of self respect and concern for country
They should willingly declare the assets and black money
No one can be claimed as free from this evil
Yet the democracy is considered mother of all evils yet civil
All changes are expected and cards are on anvil
It is greatest demand of time with strongest will
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Born To Be Free! ! !
Born to be free! ! !
But, the obstacles of this world have engulfed themselves all around me.
Born to be free! ! !
But hatred had been the main cause being practised by mankind than love.
Born to be free! ! !
But, mankind had introduced what is called racism all around us.
Born to be free! ! !
But, mankind is not ready to accept the positive laws of the Creator.
Born to be free! ! !
But, there are wars everywhere on this earth.
Born to be free! ! !
But, you've hated me already in your heart without any reason.
Born to be free! ! !
But, earth's own problems are more than i can bare.
Born to be free! ! !
But, what i know is not what the Babylon System is teaching me.
Born to be free! ! !
But, the painter of tomorrow has no brush in his or her hand today.
Born to be free! ! !
But, when will the world learn to live in peace?
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Justice delayed
Can justice be delayed under any circumstances?
Numerous cases can be sighted for instances
Can that not be amounted as justice denied?
Well, conscious should always bite if it is laid
Constitution enshrined for liberty and freedom
Forefathers too considered and thought it as wisdom
Sacrifice made for freedom struggle should not go as waste
To live with true freedom was need of an hour and taste
Still many loop holes remain to be plugged
System is facing criticism and it is wholly bugged
Justice is sold as revealed with emergence of new facts
it is cleverly wrapped in words with simple tact
Under official ret act, nothing can be made public or revealed
Under the oath of secrecy it is cleverly concealed
Normal man can’t dream for getting immediate relief
Loosing faith and trust as mark of disbelief
Innocents are sometimes hung for nothing
Trial summary drags on for years to prove something
History teeters and goons rule the scene
it has been made laughing stock which is never witnessed or seen
Conscience like things has remained on paper
Evidences or approver turn hostile and proof is tempered
Solitary examples shine and keep the system alive
Does the system require honest trial for self and to be revived?
Politicians have corrupted and citizens too have favored
Easy ill gotten money plays part with fragrance and flavor
who would not want to become rich and famous?
Leading lavish life with style and look so glamorous
Death sentence can’t be implemented for simple reason
Wrong move for computation of term for person tried under treason
Still some of us praise the system and sing for liberty
How can it grow amidst the illiteracy and poverty?
Nothing can l change under the light and sun
we will tear it apart by making mockery and fun
Streets will have deserted look under the shadow of gun
People may seek refuge under constant fear and run
Such may be the scene in coming days
You will be caught in cross fire in strange ways
You will have no high hope in bright rays
It may be altogether different if we don’t pay (attention)
No one should be deprived of his/her legitimate dues
System should not be meant for only few
Why is it so that only influential get scoot free
Why other have to sit recite the hymns under the tree?
Let holy principles of justice be upheld
Let innocents be not prosecuted and held
It may or can have legitimate delay
This may send the message across and relay
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Still the rule
We wanted and asked for
The democracy was unsuitable and called for
The slavery and bondage made permanent home
Free air and liberty was never welcome
Stick is still the rule
Corruption is taught from school
Parents line up to throw the chits
You find new product of cheats
No field is left out to maneuver
There is now difficulty for beginner
He inhales the corrupt air and learns
Public is not her worry or concern
We have more breeding grounds
Corrupt and harmful mosquitoes are always found
They bite and spread the quality when go round
The whole system is spoiled and not remained sound
No one can free the system
The evil has grown from stem
The roots are so deep and within
They will always triumph and win
We want no such rule for the day
It has taken everything away
They rule the scene and hold the sway
We find no such hope and ray
One in a million chances there will emerge some possibility
Country may face disintegration and loose the stability
It will be broken into pieces under heavy odds
The poor and downtrodden may suffer heavily under load
We wanted peaceful life but not at such personal cost
It was never realized or thought over by most
The democracy has some advantage but values are lost
The apprehensions are more and much loss of trust
Not a single field is free from blame
We have no regret and feel for shame
We take it as routine and nonsense act
There is no let up in our approach for this fact
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Freedom Is Not Free
Per an erudite analysis of my country's history,
One thing is sure… my freedom is not free!
I do what I want and criticize those who lead.
My rights are assured because they're decreed.
These rights were purchased with blood and tears
By my forefathers and soldiers today who, through death and fears,
Have had the courage to fight for rights they believed
Were and are necessary to maintain freedom they conceived.
These rights I demand and the freedoms I assume
Are in fact not automatic and can easily spell doom.
If I'm too busy with my little world to care about my nation,
My leaders' own self interest can only lead to devastation.
My rights have obligations to keep me and my country free
If I'm too busy to exercise them, I'll be part of a tremulous tragedy.
poem by Gregory Huyette
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