Kazakhstan Protests: 164 People Killed - Loss Of Lives Without A War? Poem by Bernedita Rosinha Pinto

Kazakhstan Protests: 164 People Killed - Loss Of Lives Without A War?



Let the Kazakhs live by their humbleness and need
and not die for raising their voices,

let them survive as humans for necessities they seek;

let them speak and express themselves as citizens about the fuel hike and the inconveniences they will face;

let them be heard for their sense of helplessness as they want their cost of living to match their earnings;

let them express their anxieties as essentials like fuel are necessary to pull on their days as they need fuel to endure the cold winter;

let their own armed forces control and regulate their unrest and their repulsion;

let no army or soldiers from another country torture them or shoot them;

let the innocent citizens not die for opposing fuel hike and there was no need for others from across the border to come and handle the tense situation;

let the people not be killed and treated like beasts that 'fire without warning' orders were issued as if the citizens had no identity or birthright in their own country;

let the Kazakhs be respected and supported for their needs and not be threatened for their vulnerability as fuel is an essential commodity in the life of every person;

let the Kazakhs be free in their domain of existence and live each day in kindness of humanity;

let there be no guests of violence from another nation to terrify them and mortify them;

let them not die for nothing expensive or luxurious they asked but it was just fuel prices they asked to be lowered as it was a prerequisite for every household;

let there be rectitude and authenticity in this situation of turmoil and not loss of lives when there is no war or a catastrophe;

let there be no army and ammunition from another country called to control or attack the helpless local residents and turn the country into a blazing fireball;

let there be just Kazakhs and Kazakhstan to subdue their tension and reach an amicable agreement and settlement of their own internal problems;

let there be citizens and children of a nation called Kazakhstan who will forever stand up unitedly with dignity, solidarity and patriotism in moments of crisis;

let human rights prevail with a hope that Kazakhs will be granted their rights and privileges in their own motherland.

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