The caravan of life never stops,
A harvest is followed by new grown crops,
Cold nights are followed by hot sunny days,
When paths are enlighten by golden rays,
Destruction is followed by new construction,
Hope removes the effects of dejection,
In this changing world nothing is stable,
Strong were those now weak and feeble.
Oh! Helpless men, don't waste your tears,
Get rid of weakness forget your fears,
Revolutions don't come in a week or a month,
An entire generation has to put his worth,
Grandfathers sow the seeds for a better tomorrow,
Grandsons get a joy that follows now's sorrow,
Who can change the law of change of nature?
Struggle will amend this foolish caricature.
The people illiterate, foolish or innocent,
Not aware of their might, so much ignorant!
For generations they are serving mighty lords,
In a bounded square are controlled by chords,
The hidden chords who worship the rising suns,
Their thinking and beliefs are determined by guns,
They live for the lords they die for the lords,
They smile for the lords they cry for the lords.
Their children are not allowed to go to schools,
Their sons are showered in bloody pools,
Their daughters are raped and they accept the torture,
As a writing of their fates, what a foolish caricature!
They cannot protest they can't raise their voices,
As the lords bring votes they are ruler's choices,
My Lord! How do you see this hell-fare system?
Let us rise and move for a welfare system.
Humanity will survive and the rest will die,
It's abstract truth and the rest is a lie.
The seed was sown in Adam by God,
Who bowed his head with submission and nod,
Winter after autumn and spring after winter,
Time runs fast like a winning splinter,
Humanity is a tree and seen many ages,
The man now free has remained in cages.
Let the powerful know the poisons you sown,
Will kill your descendants if watered to be grown,
Your crowns will be melted and smashed your thrones,
They will dig your grave and will burn your bones.
When the angry feeble men rise like a volcano,
They don't rise for a tune on piano.
They don't smile and sing and dance,
But a cruel adventure and a deadly romance!
Agreat sentimental poem.....................................................
Awesome! A lovely sonorous rhyme pattern. The articulation, the insight, the penning, are all exquisite. A beautiful poem from a master poet. Thanks for sharing.
A poep stood as hope and giving a sermon to forget..nothing will last except virtue, everything will be dead except humanity it also say about human volcanic anger ...a beautiful array, rhymed and clearly served the purpose thank you
This, I think is one of the most powerful poems you have ever written! How through ages, you have charted the course of man's rise and fall! Hills will be levelled and hollows will be filled! The exploited will turn to be the exploiters, for man will learn to retalliate one day and none can block the fast changes coming in and none can rewrite the writings on the wall! I got swept away by the might of this whirl wind! Sure you deserve top marks!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An impressive and truthful picture of our society particularly the rural society, situation is now ripe enough for a revolution.