You are my mother - Kashmir,
Who is being raped by land grabbers,
Hours in and hours out,
Neocolonialism! Neofascism!
I am your oppressed child
Who is being trampled under heavy iron boots,
See the blood soaked flag
That your bravehearts -young martyrs -
Fairer than the immortal youths of paradise -
have hoisted,
Kashmir!
Your valiant mothers are Unfurling your flag,
With green dreams about independence,
When they bid goodbye to their children,
Seeking her leave to fight for peace and freedom.
Mykoul
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