Freedom Cry Poem by Pranab K Chakraborty

Standing in front of
a National flag
a poor girl
with closed eyes
and folded hands
praying:

I don't want
to be raped and tortured
give me security

I want to live
a life of my own choice
want to learn
want to earn
want a family made of love

Another boy
of the same economic class
praying:

I want food to eat
A home to reside
I want not my half-faded
poor father at the age of 72
labor so hard to earn
my mother fighting to exist
without medicine
she can't afford her treatment

I salute my country
to assure me the life as a man
freedom
Nation
Independence
Salute you all
to consider us as a man-child
not of other-animals

(*This poem posted again as a copy of the previous post regarding the same content vanished from my poem page in PH.*)

Pranab k c
08.2013