‘The tree of liberty must be refreshed from time to time with the blood of patriots and tyrants. It is its natural manure.' Thomas Jefferson
The tree of liberty from the earth springs,
From contagious airs, it breathes unto life
Its fruit shared by all and sundry muse:
Nay like a bronze and copper greened,
Un-fix it, and it floats across the rivers
Walks the earth, the other self, untied
Nailed tongues. Removes sufferings silent.
From the other end of fear, begins life
Smash unless, statues and walls revered.
Like the glint falls like the Nox, in dark hour,
Beholds the bold, pulls the weak, arms
The brave. O the down trodden of my soil -
Just a step, blast ideas in mind's vaulted dome.
They shall live by poverty but the ten freedoms,
Liberty, fraternity among them the other
To imagine, to think free, to laugh, and be happy:
Sadiqullah Khan
Peshawar
September 6,2014.
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