Seventy Years Poem by Gajanan Mishra

1

Not a joke
Seventy years!
And till date
We are unable to use
Our language at home,
Till date
We are not free,
Not free to speak
What we think,
Not free to do
What we want,
Not free to worship
Our own gods
On our own land.

2

We are human beings
But without humanity
Living here.
We are making friendship
Without tolerance,
Without love.
We are living together
Here, and we have
Crossed over seventy years.
Seventy years,
Not a joke, my dear!
We are not here
In accordance with nature
And we are in fear.