Half A Million Peasants Poem by Naveed Akram

Half a million peasants conjectured a place,
Deep in the countryside a new force had emitted
Their resolve and soul to overcome a most eternal
Power of drinking and intoxications.
Whatever their higher status, a little peasant
Was no match for a fight in the limbs he carried.
Maria and Vladimir were also loyal subjects a lot,
Their place was varied along the road to revolution,
And exerting prowess was always the feature of their face.

He was a widely known figure of the nation that distressed,
Half a million peasants concentrated in a place,
From a set of villages deep in the countryside.
They were fit, active for the purpose,
To overthrow and condemn, to destroy the leaders
And eat at the tree so ordained,
Won by the trees.