The Main Question - Poem by Osama Waqar
Am I to live as to live my life?
Am I to burn in the fire of fate?
Am I to learn what I know not?
Am I to seek the will to thrive?
Was I to speak? O' and against the odds?
Was I to fight with the valour in heart?
What global revenge? What mighty despair?
What fret is rising? What silence nods?
The enormous glories of freedom and me?
The challenging worries of life and me?
The rising discriminant of evil and me?
The illusional powers of fate and me?
The engraving dangers and will to fight?
Am I in my senses? Am I in my might?
Am I to be deceived in the scary night?
Or am I to learn the powers of light?
To weave and weave, the clothes of will,
Is this my duty? Is this the thrill?
Is this to be kind or the strength to kill?
Some moral values? A sugar mill?
I know yet not what I can do,
At least, I believe what enlightens too;
And at that moment of point and time,
I shall be the man of freedom, 'tis true.
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