The Death Alone Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
The Death Alone
I shall want
And do not
Wish to be slave
And nicely behave
It is not nature
That makes it sure
That we should be confined
And purely defined
First and foremost thing
We shall be missing
From our inventory
That shall be slavery
No innocent lives shall be lost
At any cost
If need be with protection force
And utilization of every source
Le people have peaceful meal
And feel
That they are on earth
Not for facing the deaths alone
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But the death is then always alone. Sumita Jetley3 hours ago And lone. Comment +1
William Lockwood3 hours ago It sounds to me it's a poem of oppression. It makes for a great medium
slavery is a curse Shanzeh Iqbal3 hours ago its a good write, simple, lucid and message home Comment +1
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I shall want And do not Wish to be slave And nicely behave