A Just World

See the road you have passed;
see the people you have left behind;
a beggar once you were
begging from door to door,
brothers of yours in advance.

One died of cholera, another survived;
you escaped miraculously;
a revolutionist you were,
revolting against autocracy,
seeking for democracy, a just world.

They burnt many alive, shot dozens;
you escaped miraculously;
a varsity don finally you were,
still voicing against injustice,
rebelling against tyranny;

they fired many, and shut your mouth,
and you escaped into a foreign land
to dream that never ending dream.

(January 3, 2016)


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