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To those, who brought us light,
To those, who won the fight.
The fight for truth, a fight for freedom,
Which brought us the sun of the rising dawn.
Thank you brothers and the sisters,
To the thinkers and to the prolific writers;
Without whom, we can’t thrive,
We can’t die in peace, we can’t live life...
Today in this world of lies,
Their frame from the walls gently cries.
Is this the world for which they desired?
Is this the world for which they lived?
But now who cares, now who thinks?
They have the freedom in their dirty pair of hands.
But they will never know when darkness will ring,
Snatching away the unity and free air of our lands...
This world is nothing, but a darkened path.
Who will light it, who will tear it apart?
Not those pairs shading the evils,
But some pure pairs who will slay the devils....
Pranay Aich Roy,
VIII, South Point High School,
Beautiful! Sometimes the rhyme is not clear, but like Dickenson, you are able to get away with it by your diction and imagery.
Thank you to " Those" !