At any cost
No, no, don't let down
It should be flown
At any cost
In country's most parts
It is our honor
To die for
Any sacrifice that is demanded
And ordered
Life we are not sure
It can be accidental death or crash in air
It remains same but impact is different
You are called "son of the soil" and hero at present
It is no war but people are dying
The peace is not on despite best trying
The waves of attack don't stop
We are crying wolf on roof top
Both side people die
No one bothers play
Honest broker's role
It is needed as earnest call
Let freedom be not that bitter
So we fail to alter
The hatred that has existed for long
And we have added many wrongs
l xAnthony Basil Oduor Omoro Much appreciated Hasmukh Mehta your beautiful flow with the theme...gracias! Unlike · Reply · 1 · 3 hrs 4 hours ago
l Let freedom be not that bitter So we fail to alter The hatred that has existed for long And we have added many wrongs
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
welcome anthony basil oduor omoro Unlike · Reply · 1 · Just now 4 hours ago by hasmukh amathalal | Reply