Condemn Me Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
Condemn Me
Condemn me
For not keeping you free
And happy
O, my country
Once we were proud
Talked so loud
With honor and prestige
Now has changed time and age
We remained ignorant
To be blamed for present
Scene of captivity
And shameless activities
There is nothing to take credit
When we greet
To poor and needy
They are all laden with poverty
Why have we taken to violence?
Why are we having no chance?
We have damned humanity
Now we thrive on loot, murders and be dacoit
But O, motherland
How can we befriend?
Outside world to be famous again
I am really at pain
We all shall regain glory
For motherland and carry
Message of peace across
We shall be not at all at loss
excellent Baba Mazvita Nathaneal Damota31 minutes ago excellent 35 minutes ago
xAwesome Amory McKeever31 minutes ago A portrait of reality, well done Comment +1 36 minutes
Your Motherland Is Marvelous sydney greenstreet32 minutes ago - Comment +1 36 minutes
Bu Magda Nice poem, , , , social potrait 20 hrs · Unlike · 1
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cool Jonathan R. Acree32 minutes ago Awesome 36 minutes
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very catching William John30 minutes ago So touching well and nice Comment 0 35 minut