O! Ya, Its Freedom! Poem by Aftab Alam

O! Ya, its freedom!
We all love, freedom
Lo! We are slave to this freedom!

'Tis our freedom,
Reckless life with boredom,
Path that leads to wrath;
O! Ya, 'Tis our freedom!

Human destruction,
A lovely construction,
Destroying the nature,
O! Ya, 'Tis our freedom!

Nature is not an enemy to us,
We are creating fuss,
Destroying to self,
Self is destroying humanity,
'Tis our own kingdom,
O! Ya, ‘Tis our freedom!

Iraq to Iran, Syria to Afghan,
Somalia to Palestine,
We are painting red,
Ah! very sad
Mutilated body and wounded soul
Humiliation, a final goal,
We all are crying,
Humanity is dying,
'Tis dry cow dung,
O! Ya, ‘Tis our freedom

Sun and moon and all orbs,
They have freedom with restriction,
Think! If, they wish, freedom like us,
What will happen to this universe?

O! Ya, its freedom!
We all love, freedom
Lo! We are slave to this freedom!