lovita j r morang

Rookie (16th july 1976 / arunachal pradesh.assam, india)

A Golden Country - Poem by lovita j r morang

Create for me too a country
Where everybody fights
And I too fight
to make them not to fight

Sky sought shining sun
Your green field filled with raining roses
Smells of mud
Soften soiled huts

Do you dwell with us
Do you know me God
Taming my mind
Through bitterness
I shall try to be kind

Beneath my stoic servitude
My subdued laughter might burst
Life may be less sweet
But I shall not gift you pain

Gift me too a country
Where I too can reign free
Levity in lone sojourn
Brick by brick
I too shall build a chain free-a golden country...


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 10, 2012



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