A Deadly Romance Poem by Akhtar Jawad

The caravan of life never stops,
A harvest is followed by new grown crops,
Cold nights are followed by hot sunny days,
When paths are enlighten by golden rays,
Destruction is followed by new construction,
Hope removes the effects of dejection,
In this changing world nothing is stable,
Strong were those now weak and feeble.

Oh! Helpless men, don't waste your tears,
Get rid of weakness forget your fears,
Revolutions don't come in a week or a month,
An entire generation has to put his worth,
Grandfathers sow the seeds for a better tomorrow,
Grandsons get a joy that follows now's sorrow,
Who can change the law of change of nature?
Struggle will amend this foolish caricature.

The people illiterate, foolish or innocent,
Not aware of their might, so much ignorant!
For generations they are serving mighty lords,
In a bounded square are controlled by chords,
The hidden chords who worship the rising suns,
Their thinking and beliefs are determined by guns,
They live for the lords they die for the lords,
They smile for the lords they cry for the lords.

Their children are not allowed to go to schools,
Their sons are showered in bloody pools,
Their daughters are raped and they accept the torture,
As a writing of their fates, what a foolish caricature!
They cannot protest they can't raise their voices,
As the lords bring votes they are ruler's choices,
My Lord! How do you see this hell-fare system?
Let us rise and move for a welfare system.

Humanity will survive and the rest will die,
It's abstract truth and the rest is a lie.
The seed was sown in Adam by God,
Who bowed his head with submission and nod,
Winter after autumn and spring after winter,
Time runs fast like a winning splinter,
Humanity is a tree and seen many ages,
The man now free has remained in cages.

Let the powerful know the poisons you sown,
Will kill your descendants if watered to be grown,
Your crowns will be melted and smashed your thrones,
They will dig your grave and will burn your bones.
When the angry feeble men rise like a volcano,
They don't rise for a tune on piano.
They don't smile and sing and dance,
But a cruel adventure and a deadly romance!