Orders Are Orders Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
Orders Are Orders
Orders are after all orders
As there is no room for wonderers
The land may be sacred for her
To claim as ancestral or land of mother
What do the solders know?
They have orders to throw
Any intruders if enters illegally
Just to face the trigger brutally
Soldiers will have to obey commander
As he is authorized to issue an order
He may be soldier first then human
Must keep no corner for man or woman
"Shoot the target" means shoot instantly
The orders may be fast and not spoken gently
It has forbearance of nationalism
Where everything is secondary including humanism
Re: Orders are orders (Score: 1) by ApplesSt.Pain on Wednesday, July 25,2012 (20: 15: 46) loved it
Excellent work maria shaw7 hours ago 'It has forbearance of nationalism Where everything is secondary including humanism'
Farida Amin21 minutes ago Well written poem of nationality Comment +1 A in interesting subject
Jaz Amin7 hours ago it makes me reaffirm my belief that while being proud of the collective that is your country for their good deeds following blindly into war in their name is extremely stupid and not honourable at all. What is humanism really, it encludes both the good & bad I was thinking if you meant 'wanderers' instead of 'wonderers' in the 2nd line?
so true, that is where the obedience is being watched and wanted!
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I would like to translate this poem
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Orders are after all orders As there is no room for wonderers