My Oath - Poem by vijay gupta
I am surrounded by walls, roof, gates and window.
Window is only the gateway
between me and the rest of the world.
They have beaten up so many times.
They are providing food and clothes free of cost to me.
My relatives are not allowed to meet me.
because I am a dangerous prisoner.
They are using me as laborers in agricultural field daily.
Their attitude is very care less for me.
But I am ready to bear all types of repression.
Because I want to see my natives free from slavery.
They describe me as a rebellion
because I want to oust these foreigners from my country.
They are cruel and exploiting my nation.
I will do crime as much as
I can against them.
It is my oath.
(From the diary of a prisoner)
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