Revolt Poem by Dr. Sandeep Kumar Mondal

Values on fire, termed liar,
Brutal majesty, forced admire

Claws of actions, scratching skin of patience,
washing revolts, throughout nation.

Protest of justice, blood in hands,
terror in minds, immortal barren lands.

Cries of widows, noise of massacre,
twilight of change, keep 'em aware.

I raise my voice, louder than that noise,
that pushes me apart, from my moral's cart.

Values on fire, termed liar,
brutal majesty, forced admire.