Struggle Month Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
Struggle Month
Struggle month
Be proud with past
As it has lasted
With happy outcome
Today we feel being one
We were tortured
Chained and suffered
It sends shiver
We are black in color
We have lot more to say
With blood and prison on the way
It was not the apartheid alone
But flash too was taken from body
Today we have freedom
But enjoyed seldom
How many warlords on our holy land?
We are pushed to distant land
We can make world granary store
But at present can only implore
And lament the happenings
It does our undoing
We can make world granary store But at present can only implore And lament the happenings It does our undoing
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5/1/2024 4:55:36 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Today we have freedom But enjoyed seldom How many warlords on our holy land? We are pushed to distant land.. apartheid, injustices every where. dear poet you hve brought to light the real scandals of this present world. thank you dear poet. tony