Fight! Poem by Swatantryaveer Savarkar

Fight!



Anguished are ye not by our people's pitiful plight? Fie!
Pound not in you hot, young, blood, O Youth,
Blood more fiery than lightning? Fie!
Approach Death, meet it head on! Forsooth!

Who dared our crown shatter?
Who dared the Hindu flag tatter?
Who dared our burgeoning hopes batter?

Dwell! Where are the hot, raging tears, aye,
Spilling from your eyes night and day! Fie!

Ah! Sons of Bharat into the battlefield plowed
Their anguished hearts were there razed
Some marched boldly to the gallows uncowed,
Or in pyres of untold tortures were set ablaze!

Hark, their thundering unfulfilled ardor,
Every second it calls out to you harder!
Is there anyone who can hear its clamor?

All ye who do! Awake! Awake!
Fight! Fulfill our cause! Your life stake!

[This is a translation by Anurupa Cinar, Savarkar's original, 'Ja Jhunja! , ' is in Marathi.]

Sunday, June 8, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: freedom
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