On sacrifice of thousands youth
after a great struggle, independence achieved
declared Sovereign Democratic country
celebrated diamond jubilee of its independence
Alas! Martyrs would have known
one day corrupted would make chain
people would fight for bread, cloth and roof
blood would be shed for caste, creed
race or religion, Had they ever thought
would repent for their sacrifice
Their sacrifices are shouting, crying
why did you make me sacrificed
for those sillies hankering for power & lust
poor are made poorest
rich are made richest, instead of uniting
your sacrifices are futile with the consequence
of making deep valley in society of mankind
What the hell! no one is to listen
cries of forbidden, forsaken and forgiven
Law has tied black ribbon on her eyes
religions have been made speeches of sky
Though it is declared a democratic
yet after celebrating diamond jubilee
there is no opposition to take care
Before the common people
they may be using slang for rivalry
but in house they are brother to brother
They forget how many people are spending
under open sky, in rainy season
they hardly arrange a plastic roof
during winter how many are naked
They forget how many youth
killing their wishes, being wasted daily
they do not care the frustration
all are engaged in money making job
Holla! Democracy, Media is purchased
Bravo! my friend depriving rest
from their fundamental need
Poor democracy is ignominious on her name
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You are truly wise beyond your years. I really enjoyed reading your words of inspiration.