Got independent!
Think again
with the bugs
eating your flesh
political clubs
drinking the blood
let's admit
we ain't done yet
expand the meaning
of this feeling
the patriotic songs
the sweets and dance
love for national anthem
holding the flag seldom
is it all about freedom
i call it an illusion
we still have not fought
the dowry and drought
farmers dying for respect
corruption growing like insect
we still hug the myths
burning the love birds, no grief
killing the 'X' in the womb
rapes show where we belong
its not so easy
to get away and flee
just by saying
twice a year celebrating
singing we got independent
my fellows think again
lets clean the political clubs
lets get rid of all the bugs
we can hope to say then
we have in real got independent! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
an awakening! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !