One weak slogan
Always escape under one weak slogan
And helplessly call vulnerable to plan
Nothing goes in head or unnoticed
As we are insincere and do not act as promised
What is needed at present to be called human?
When we act worst than the animals?
Kill the innocent persons at day light
And still term it as crusade or fight?
Stop fooling now and keep answers ready for the future generation
They may like to know exactly where we erred in our relations.
Why we all were all committed to preserve humanity?
But failed to observe commands issued by the almighty
Our own children may want to know about the path chosen
Why there was slum in personal relation or simply frozen?
What made us to rise in arms and kill innocents for no reasons?
Who are all gruesomely murdering and claiming as true sons?
I may want to know the simple factor for consumption
What can be least agreeable reason for dialogue resumption?
Who can guarantee the liberty and freedom of right after so called liberation?
Will it be secular, authoritarian, democratic or multi ethnic nation?
Dictators have fled away or are being killed
Corrupt politicians are enjoying but constantly grilled
Poor people are watching with dazed eyes
National wealth is swindled off and flies
Where and how can we justify as human being?
Have we not tolerated emperors or great kings?
Were they able to serve empires at best of their ability?
Answer is emphatic “no” much to the discomfort of our capability
Let us do nothing at present but observe truce
Let people move freely without any grudge
Dignity and integrity are two the major concerned factors
If breached then can invite losses as compared to that atomic reactors
No one is going to be permanent here
Nations may perish and something new may emerge here and there
We have to utilize the space granted by merciful lord
Look ahead, guide in whatever capacity you can, and go forward
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Rest With People
Power should rest with people
No one should cause any trouble
It has to be free country with freedom dissent
Not all should be granted or to be taken for assent
Of course power by the people, for the people and of the people
But power not to be cornered by and centered with any single
This gives rise to concentration of wealth by limited persons
They will adopt the ways contrary to for the various reasons
No body should be placed above law
Policy should be crystal cleared and devoid of any flaw
How can hungry nation face the onslaught of any large scale corruption?
When nation is mourning the deaths of farmers with lots of questions
National wealth is taken out of country and placed in secret vault
Still corrupt politicians are no ready to address the faults
Inhuman atrocity committed on peaceful demonstration
And now will power exposed for the power concentration
Why such powers can not be divested by country people?
How can handful of people take caw in hand and impose will?
How can country grant liberty under the guise of democracy?
Only people’s can will prevail and assert the supremacy
Why can’t the traitors be hanged in open?
Why issues relating to corruption can not be reopened?
What is worrying them to expose the nexus and modus operand?
How can country be called republic and clear the stand?
Innocent people can’t be brutally attacked at night
Had they come to interrupt the city life or to fight?
Any lawlessness can’t be tolerated for a second
But brutal behavior must be totally condemned
Where are we heading for future action?
Waiting for corrupt people to come spoil harmony with any reaction?
The country demands explanation from unlawful higher ups
Either they reform themselves or make exit and shut up
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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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
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Accept, you are the wildest, right?
If you term a person ‘wild’
You mean that person is unreasonable
You mean that person reacts violently
You mean that person is unpredictable
You mean that person is unsociable
And you term us ‘wild’
Yes, I am representing that group of animals,
Who live in natural environment.
We go by the natural law ‘survival of the fittest’
We are simple and we never show up we are wise or smart
We live the present only, we know there is nothing called future
We eat only when we are hungry
We live only with those comforts nature has provided
We do not cheat or misrepresent facts
We make homes with available natural materials
We do not amaze wealth
We do not hoard anything
We kill only when we are hungry and eat the flesh then and there
We do not, however, kill our own tribe
And you call us ‘wild’
You are wise, learned and know many things
You make laws and you know how to break them without being caught
You amaze wealth for the comfort of your off-springs
You are worried more about future
Than being particular enjoying the present
You harness natural powers for your benefit
And you say this is just add to your comforts
You make use of every thing nature has provided
And manipulate them to match you needs
You experiment on us, not for our benefit
And claim that such experiments will help human beings
You kill us for pleasure,
Not always because you are hungry and need our flesh
Why you kill your own people
And say you are protecting your nation, tribe, faith or religion
With this great background you call us ‘wild’
If you insist we agree to be branded as ‘wild’
Provided, you accept
That you are ‘wildest’
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Civilization may.........
Civilizations may emerge fresh and vanish
Remains may be found later on but not finish
Excavations may shed some light on glorious past
There may be some reasons for its extinctions very fast
How does nation emerge with historical traditions?
Deep rooted love for holy land without condition
Every citizen ready to shed blood for its pride and honor
All to defend irrespective of old or young major or minor
Nation may remain within secured boundaries
It may have all the prosperity with big industries
Peace and stability may still elude the nation
Other neighbors may not like to have good relations
How can sentiments and attachments remain intact without identity?
Stable nation with strong defense is all call of the day and necessity
Nation can only prosper and rise with strong and resolute action
We the people of nation has every right to defend without any reaction
Can any nation prosper without popular support?
Is it not essential to live as one nation with good rapport?
Does then any nation may you look towards you for any weak spot?
I think they will refrain from any mad misadventure and dare not
It will be great shame if we have to live under constant fear
It will be living death if constantly agony and pain we have to bear
Nation will pass through identity crisis and suffer with humiliation
To live under shame may add insult and find no reconciliation
It is right said “don’t ask what country is doing for you”
But ask “what you are doing for the country”
It has deep meaning in it and quiet sensible thought behind
Any nation can’t afford to go without it and reasonably find
No nation can advance and have identity of its own
If it has no clear policy and stand clearly known
At least people of other nations may look toward with a respect
They will think twice before and enter into pact
Ancient civilizations were knows for its tolerance
“Live and let others live” was slogan free from any interfearence
This always formed corner stone of policy
Liberty and freedom were not the words from mighty
Liberal thoughts must prevail and message should go across
Let there be the free world with liberty thoughts and no threats to pose
No intimidation of any sort with mutual territorial integrity in tact
Let there be free flow of people to uphold the humanity in fact
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On Terrorists
Why kill the persons in the streets?
Why maim the innocent children?
Why bomb schools, temples and cities?
Why destroy lives and property?
Why make the world more insecure?
Why spread ‘fear psychosis’ ’midst men?
Why blame others for your own faults?
Why gain the curse fellowmen?
Why kidnap persons aimlessly?
Why ravish people senselessly?
Why murder people ruthlessly?
Why invite wrath of Almighty?
The brave fight soldiers uniformed;
The valiant harm not citizens;
Just cowards kill poor unarmed men;
Terrorists can’t get people’s love!
Life is most precious wealth on earth;
Revengeful hearts cannot find peace;
A few can’t hold rest to ransom;
‘To kill and be killed’ is insane!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 8-29-2008
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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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Give Me A Cause To Fight For
Give me a cause to fight for I'll fight for it as long as the cause is worthy and just
As long as the cause it does not entail violence or secrecy that does lead to mistrust
As long as the cause is of benefit to others like the forgotten children of the lesser god
Poor refugees who flee from war and famine the Stateless and the homeless and downtrod.
Give me a cause to fight for I'll fight for it though not in any violent way I'll fight
On Human Rights one never should stay silent to live free of persecution should be everybody's right
Even in some so called Democratic Countries political prisoners are being tortured and subjected to the worst of mental as well as physical abuse
All crimes against humanity are abhorrent and for them there cannot be an excuse.
Give me a cause to fight for I'll fight for it as it should be every Human Being's right to live free
Of religious and racial discrimination and of hunger, Homelessness and poverty
We often hear in post war propaganda they have their freedom now that the war is won
But those who say such things never realize that freedom never does come through the barrel of a gun.
Give me a cause to fight for I'll fight for it though I'll fight the fight with words and words alone
I am not without sin I am just a sinner so I won't be the first to cast the stone
In this so called age of enlightenment people's Human Rights upon are still trampled and bad things happen behind the prison wall
So give me a cause to fight for and I'll fight for it I will speak out for a fair go for all.
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Good will
How dear is mother and motherland?
Is it simple flash piece or piece of land?
One gives birth and another gives means to live
Both are precious and holy if one takes on to believe
No one on this earth may tolerate any insult?
The sentiments are interwoven and carefully built
Millions may die for the holy cause and honor
The land has turned red many times in color
It is called supreme sacrifice if offered for defense
How many people might have laid down their lives to halt offense?
History is witness that offenders have fled away to save lives
Constant efforts have been made and all are keen or to thrive
The wanton killings and bloodshed is averted
The danger is for time being halted or diverted
The clouds do hover over the sky for causing destruction
At any moment world can be at war with little mischief or instructions
We have witness many changes in recent days
Mighty dictators have fled the land and paved the way
Yet there is human rights violations and suppression
Citizens are killed in their own land under oppression
Democratic countries too are not exception
They have cornered national wealth from the inception
There is no final check over them and have free hand
The people suffer under oppression in their own land
If it is foreign power then it is question of occupation
The dispute can not be confined to local in relation
It has dangerous consequences to engulf all and follow
The indefinite subjugation is not the solution and be allowed
We have seen ruthless purging
There has been no impact on appeal or urging
The blood is constantly shed leading to loss of lives
The situation has not improved and has made nose dive
The liberty and freedom movement has become farce
It has become ridiculous with the command of opportunist forces
We hear no talk on peace initiatives or cessation of hostile move
The danger still looms large with reign of terror and fear yet to be removed
We saw mass slaughters and ethnic cleansing with mass exodus
Many countries faced starvation with the increase of unmanageable influx
We could over come with the great plight and stopped complete annihilation
Yet the world is not assured of full liberty and equal participation
Let us pray almighty for to prevailing common sense and good will
At least there is full stop for border skirmished and unnecessary killings
Oppressors are given no chance to rule and shown the wall
Enough has been flown in red blood and now time is to recall
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Mark of respect
Women need it as mark of respect
We all have to think seriously and introspect
When God has made it then why do we stand as suspect?
Has everything got relevance with cast, creed, color or sect?
Yes, color do attract us for certain reasons
It is natural and varies from person to person
But is it the only criteria to hate an individual?
Still we have we to fight against role called dubious or dual?
I salute to those who stand against such move?
They may be threatened with their live or removed
Yet the fight may not be over till it ends
We as an human beings must change our trend
We are in land of peace and liberty
We are equally blessed with freedom from almighty
Why do we create hatred only on the basis of color?
This is not simple matter but serious and major
Some of the people may not speak openly against
But secretly they will bless and insist
That struggle rages on indefinitely
The people are brandished and disappear quietly
It is suppression and blot on humanity
It is not even today discouraged for continuity
Enough blood has been shed and still it remains
Let us do everything which is possible in our domain
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Many more
How many more will you kill?
You come in open and strike at will
You are committed to play havoc
We are watching you helplessly and in shock
We were tolerant to the name of freedom fighters
We were showing little sign of respect for rioters
We were ready to forget even the dastardly acts
But this wanton killings without knowing the facts!
We called you *mujaheedins or saviors of religion
You were ready to sacrifice in any part of the land or regions
You were hold in high esteems for your total commitment
Now we are in total shock and can only lament
You come in day light and kill the person in holy places
God has given sacred place to prey irrespective of races
You have made it unholy by your revengeful acts
We only unfold our hands in helplessness and do not react
We can understand the anger against sacrilege
We can understand ire against blasphemy under privilege
But how can we justify your action against men and women?
Who are just in open to seek blessings and or good omen?
You may get no reprieve from almighty
You don’t deserve even little blessings with pity
You won’t be forgiven for showing no mercy
You create anarchy, lot and plunder and remain so busy
I wish you are rejected from all over
You find no place for shelter or cover
Everywhere you have only hell to wait
You must face the worst possible fate
You are misguided lot
So far you have struggled for holy war and fought
Now you have directed guns against your own brethren
This is worrying us more and adding the concern
You may have become suicide bombers
You may have secret agenda to remember
But forget not that you too are a human being
Think of Lord or almighty and wait when bird’s sing
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Legal Genocide Committed On Industrial Scale
It was legal genocide committed
on industrial scale even in city sized
slaughter camps like Auschwitz!
Systematic killing murder of entire
ethnic groups; all chosen people
from chosen ethnic, national or religious
groups selected for extermination!
Terrible things done to millions
of people in slave extermination camps!
Incredibly politicians bureaucrats
made passed laws to legalize the process!
Architects men designed ovens
to gas people burn their bodies
using the latest technology builders
built them; people supplied installed
the gas pipes; people built the huts
where those selected for final solution;
lived awaiting slaughter like animals!
Nazi's killed human beings like bugs
like an infestation of plague rats!
No mercy no regret no shame
because it was legal government...
a Nazi Third Reich declared
it legal righteous a purification
people involved were obeying...
The law obeying Reich law man's law!
Participating in a noble cause! No!
Participating in a heinous crime!
Against God’s law against humanity!
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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
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Words of liberation for my nation
Chains of slavery are still over my people.
Notorious minds still over power innocent minds.
What can free the black child, what can free my nation?
I ask in pain and suffering in the dark jail cells,
What can free me from mental slavery?
How to know right from wrong?
How to think free and build a free society?
The solution is in the words of liberation, the words of wisdom.
I write and recite a revolution, my revolution my poetry.
I do n’t need praises or worship but only recognition and understanding of the people to words of liberation, understanding of poetry.
I stand before you to present poetry,
I stand before you to present the words of liberation to my nation.
Poetry that builds, poetry that destroys.
Poetry that destroyed the impious minds of colonists in Rhodesia.
I speak of poetry that built freedom in South Africa.
When I speak of poetry I mean the true meaning of words.
Words of wisdom,
Words of freedom,
Words of liberation,
Words to free my nation.
The words of liberation to my nation
Words of liberation to free my generation
Poetry-poetry-poetry-poetry-poetry.
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Safety and Demand
Does the world or universe belong to us?
Can we consume those arguments with trust?
I hopelessly watch the murderous game
Who are we now to pass on the blame?
We have chosen the democracy for the good
Hoped that poor will be getting nourishment and food
The forests would be green with enough of fruits and wood
The hopes may remain alive and properly understood
We are facing bullets and dying
We wanted dictators but they make us crying
Where do we go for our safety and demand?
This has been made prison for us and we are on remand
We are used as tools for their narrow gain
They their guns ready on us and no need to train
All rules framed to have an escape route
Simple cold murder in day light with all rules to flout
We had cherished for freedom and liberty
It was prayed sincerely and wished from almighty
What did we expect and got in return?
It is for us now to face all odds and wait for turn
What all three principles “P.P.P. embodied and stood
Rule of the people, for the people and by the people misunderstood
Power grossly misused at their advantage and taken for granted
Our expectations are bellied and not functioning as we wanted
It is power nexus and has deep roots
Only few enjoy the real cream and fruits
Poor still starve for the want of bread
In reality they are worst than animal and dead
We see no “God” in poor but an animal
Shown all cruelty when seen on arrival
Where all principles of high orders have gone?
Why complete world is not dazed to ground by cyclone?
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Human nature as such
Human nature is as such
Nothing can be done much
It is temperamentally not suiting
We may know it but still muting
We will close the eyes and pass
We will not extend hand at last
We have no sympathy for passers by
We desperately do things and other ways try
We have ready made reasons to ask for excuses
It may not solve the problems but complicate and confuse
It will increase defeatist tendencies in future
It will make you vulnerable through out life’s tenure
“To err is human” many may argue and forward
This is the only reason to in digest insult and fall backward
What does it indicate when you say you are helpless?
Where as matter of fact is that you are trying only less
You are escaping every time and this makes you easy
You may think almighty is happy with you and picture is rosy
Think seriously at once what will be fate if you miss only once
You will loose everything and watch helplessly from the fence
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Why Expect More?
Why do we expect so much?
When it is not needed as such
Why do we blame whole system?
When we are to be blamed for them
We want the speedy disposal of case
We want it to be done in any case
We pass money under table
Help the system to fail and crumble
What is right and wrong way?
We have gone far away
Rich and affluent are least interested
Remaining things we have spoiled and infested
Don’t worry about nation for God’s sake
Still nothing is worsened or at stake
Keep murderers and corrupt people at bay
We may find the bright sun with its ray
Let us build the nation and adopt
Else nothing can stop it from going bankrupt
Question is irrelevant for electing right person
He can be grilled and questioned for many reasons
We have remained illiterate and unconcerned
We rise slow and don’t react until cornered
Problems were this before and may continue even after
You can feel sorry for plight or burst into roaring laughter
We are stupid not to realize the consequences
Many deaths are reported every day for instances
Farmers die, and politicians thrive
We struggle hard only to survive
We have shed blood not for only to vote
The freedom is after valiantly fought
How many people lost their lives?
Can any one not come forward for pain to relieve?
There may appear rainbow in sky
We need simply not to ask why
What can we do for our beloved country?
Are we ready to share burden and willing to carry?
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Freedom Writers
Here we are
how history always repeats each time
as old as many clichés
how much can you take in
how can you laugh at a time like this
how can you call yourselves soldiers
are you fighting 'til fulfillment, for honor, your country, or your people
cuz we are all decent human beings
of earth, of Mother Nature
why can't we all just get along
or are we fighting 'til we forget the reason of why we started like so
you drunken b--ds
excuse my language
maybe I'm just angry at myself or just in that dream
where life is everywhere
everywhere that of peace, a place so called utopia
you stand and fight your ground
kill children with zyklon b
murdering thousands to smithereens with that mushroom cloud
those innocent people, or so called scapegoats of the holocaust
or not so innocent people but we all make mistakes
those innocent people who died from 9/11
those twin towers falling down
those arrested and hanged in Salem of witchcraft
no referee, no coach, no teacher, no general to command this war alone
we are all in this together
with our troubles combined brings a heavy burden hanging from our necks
what kind of war are we in!
Don't you know that rage kills
I've seen it before
I've felt it before
those blood in your eyes
ravaging the hate below your nose
I don't know what it feels like the kill someone
or someone you once loved die in your very hands
is war about revenge
or is it about justice
cuz if you don't notice
as you are raging
love ones are falling and yet you don't notice it
rage killing
so lonely, so desperate
does revenge really solve everything
do you feel satisfied after you finished him/her off
it's just so sickening
so hateful
are we human beings
or are we monsters
this nonstop ringing in the ears
just chopping that machete as we go screaming
assaulting others with the devil in your ear
man, can't you see that this isn't a comedy
how can you not hear yourselves
cuz I know somewhere I your heart, you're crying
these fragile souls
fighting monsters so soulless
cuz when they die
they'd haunt you back
war is like everyday life but ever so hard
like that holocaust
where ashes goes flying from those old smokestacks like snow on the ground
where is the love
the human equality we once stated once before
people kill
people die
raging of love ones falling
more and more scattered by the fearsome blade that come stabbing
come about with that energy with revenge
how now just put it into work of saving others
like how you can kill others so defenseless like having AIDS or HIV
this is like the money crisis, about that Wall Street
where Harlem Street rides along
where the Great Depression hit us all so hart
hmm the one-child family rule of China
or so called overpopulation
or so called of ancient times of the slave trade
not what I like to talk about
but gotta let it out
all these feelings burn my heart out
where is the justice
where is the love
this is the war we were fighting for before
this not revenge we used to talk about
this not some lives you can just melt back
this what we are fighting for once before
the so called UN to bring world peace into once
this one who writes as others did so too
we are called the freedom writers
poem by Kevin Wang
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Root Out Corruption
We heaved a little sigh
When Indian tri color rose high
It was free air for us to breathe
Entire world was happy and eager with
We won the independence with great struggle
Even though challenges stayed ahead with troubles
Our forefathers visualized India as great and tolerant giant
A truly democratic, peace loving and non defiant
We were like infant in new world
Committed to peace and no part in cold era
Joining world forums for stable and peaceful atmosphere
Where world can live in harmony and peace without fear
Soon we tested the money power
The power was passed in the hands of fewer
It has become game and now total shameless show
World is strangulated and forced to withdraw
Had those leaders been alive today?
They should have wept and thrown the power away
Was this the dream they wanted to realize?
Scoundrels and murders were meant to oblige
The corruption is at its peak
The politicians have captured it with stick
The money is poured in to realize the power
The constitution is subverted to benefit the fewer
National wealth is pushed outside country
The poor nation is at the mercy of almighty
Not millions but billions are siphoned
Illiterate and mafias have totally cloned
It is new breed and now coming on scene
The murderers and gang rapists are freely seen
Not a single work is done without favor
Whole political system needs one tremor
What do we do then to counter such move?
How can we unite and forcibly remove?
Whether to face the game of ballots or bullets?
How can we simply witness such corruption or forget?
Years have gone off after becoming republic
Adding more and more sufferings for poor public
No grains and no food for two square meals
How much loss is reported or revealed?
Food grain is rotting in open railway land
Few more places are allowed to become wetland
More damage means more benefit and gain
Does it not pinch our heart and cause the pain?
I shed tears for all those who have nothing
At least this could offer them meals for something
What do they want from us for honorable living?
We are still harping on democracy and deceiving?
Oh, God befall curse on us and lead to the end
Let the life be over with the foes but not friends
What our people are doing on their own brethren?
Why have they no pity or slight concern?
They have become thick skin persons
Enormous wealth has blinded them with selfish reasons
Even seasons do change after some interval
These culprit politicians wait only for cyclone’s arrival
Not a single field is left for corruption
It goes on unabated without any interruption
Some like minded persons should come forward for its disruption
Else this system will kill us all without any questions
Dictators are far better than these hungry wolves
They have to serve only one master but not for all to involve
Power corrupts all but absolute power corrupts absolutely
The powerful struggle must be waged and faced resolutely
Leave everything behind and form one solid group
Choose the people with integrity and stage a coup
Not coup for causing bloody street battles and cause a misery
But a solid signal of public uprising and conveyed to adversary
It is time to strike at its root
If we really want to enjoy the fruit
The system has failed and caused anxiety
The power has slipped into hands of mighty
It was one revolution that took place
We are determined with it to replace
We want no such system that can keep us hungry
Complete population is up in arms and angry
We shall bring down any such misrule
The politicians are having their hands full
They have no time for public concern
It is now their high time and turns
Not all may be corrupt and criminals
But their performance and inactions baffles
Why can’t they raise their concern in open?
Why do we wait for fruits to ripen?
The farmers are committing suicides
They have no place to cry and confide
High debts and government’s policy drive them to corner
The high handedness may be over sooner or later
Let the bad rulers know that their days are numbered
Their each move may be countered and outnumbered
If not hanging in public place then their place is behind bars
In day time public will show them shining stars
What are we called upon to combat such nuisance?
To express strong resolve in everybody’s presence
Not to yield to any pressure for coming to compromise
Until they take pledge and honestly work with promises
Our forefathers may be lamenting about brewing bubbles
How many people might have sacrificed their lives for independence struggle?
Who were they and what was going to benefit to their families?
No one has answer today about the independence and its utilities
If not death then at least public condemnation
Publicly announce their names with notifications
Let whole world know that these are the public enemies
They have snatched the hard earned money and bread from the families
The red fort can be ideal place for murders, hoarders and black marketers
It can pass the red signals for those who are considered big racketeers
Nothing can be spared for all those who involve in anti national activities
The nation has no dearth for such talents and can demonstrate abilities
Each one from families may have to come forward
With complete resolve to lay down life and not to look back ward
The time ahs come to strike and get rid of such corrupt regime
We will not relent until they are forced to surrender with “ism’
Rise o, country men and knock the corrupt people out
Make them realize that this is their fate and possible route
Nothing can now save them from public ire and wrath
They will be driven away in open and sometimes face the death
We have one of the best systems in world
Only we need to create a safe and new fold
Where rich and poor, businessmen and farmers
Can exist side by side in spring and summer
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Life Is Not Chosen
Life is not at all chosen
It is thrust and forced upon
Only parents prayed for our birth
But someone else is gunning for our death
Democracy or any other system is total failure
Our life is unsecured and precious no more
For a few notorious souls we are simply crushed
Some to the gallows and some in the dungeons pushed
We shall dare not to rise in revolt
To be poor and helpless is only our fault
Who ever comes in power may use same stick!
Nothing else is important than to torture and pick
Human rights violation is order of the day
Only mighty rule and held the sway
Even the people who stand for liberty
Express helplessness, apathy, neglect and pity
Don’t test our patience for a long
One day you may be proving wrong
Nothing may come to your rescue
Only destruction and deaths may be open to view
Human beings are not meant to be slaughtered
They have built dams and river water altered
Many empires have been razed to ground
Not a single sign is likely to be found
Beware! Still time is left to come to sense
Hand over the power peacefully in your presence
Many human lives have been unnecessarily lost
You will loose the power even at tremendous cost
We are peace loving and still care
All living beings are ready to spare
No blood shed for power transition
People are supreme in any composition
We will not remain starved for silly reasons
System has to be changed with honest persons
If no bread can be secured for helpless and poor
They should be forced up on to flee or shown the door
Rule of land and people must prevail
There is should be no deception with tail
No cheating can now be tolerated
Liberty and freedom must remain co-related
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Freedom
To free from bondage is called freedom
It is born out of struggle and wisdom
It can be armed struggle, uprising or mutiny
Its impact can be felt far off or near vicinity
It is collective and not single handedly fought
Not only involves liberation but freedom of thought
Clear vision with real goal is pursued and sought
Secure boundary is created and peace is brought
People might have suffered and under gone anguish
Pushed in jails for untold sufferings and to languish
Losses of precious human lives and resolve to perish
As freedom is not won in a single day or finished
It is holy task to liberate the land from foreign yoke
Continuous hard struggle and not a matter of joke
Many countries may not support cause and poke
They may thwart the movement under thick smoke
Freedom once won must be preserved with care
Affairs to be managed with no option to go any where
First, house should be put in order to make it reality
To meet people’s aspirations and work in unity
Hard won freedom should not be lost for silly reason
One should know the meaning of freedom of expression
It is of no use if we don’t come out of economic slavery
Country may loose independence despite bravery
Nobody is refugee here and it is home for all
National building poverty elimination should be call
Universal brotherhood and world peace should be the motto
Nobody should be deprived of life and sent or to ghetto
Freedom is won on certain ideals and principles
It may be hard for others to accept and act as disciples
Nothing should be allowed to run or go as contrary
Nation should represent truly and find place as honourary
Freedom should not to be compromised at any cost
Ideology may differ but national interest as super most
World should count on us as true friend and champion
Should have respectable position in affairs of the region
Even if as a power there should be honour for sovereignty
Help to poorer amongst poor and respect for integrity
Freedom and liberty can be enjoyed with grant of rights
End to hostilities and strong resolve to end fights
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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