The fire is burning in cruel, covetous minds,
Flouting the pride of civilization.
Our ethics were burning.
Now it burnt you into dust, Damini.
Masks drop to expose our despicable existence.
How much we try to glorify your fight
By calling you brave-heart;
I know, it didn't make any sense to you.
Not veneration under the spot lights,
But you just wanted to live,
Like a simple girl with usual human rights.
This world was snatched away from you
And you were turned into ashes.
But the fire you ignited is flaring up now
It has shaken the inertia of ages.
Let it grow, let it spread like a wildfire,
Let it reach the dirt of rotting mind.
We know, you are never one but many
Whether it's a living dead or a grave;
We can hear your cry.
Damini, till you get to live freely
We wouldn't let the fire die.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Let it reach the dirt of rotting mind. a great write indeed.