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Light from the dark clouds
Damini, light the darkness
Tear the gloom with tears and trauma;
We see a phoenix emerging out of
Your throes, the song, the dirge for the brute,
Inspired tens of thousands with fortitude, they felt, they shivered,
They came out on the pavements, the concrete pavements,
Braving the rods of khaki and khap
They, the khaki and khap brandished lathis and lashed at
The public honour of the protesters who
Waited peacefully in front of the solid colonial monolith,
Soaked in the glory of the gory past
(Old, vain, elusive, unpredictable, scheming....Heads)
Shocked young women and men
With placards demanding the change
For the daughters of today
Their freedom and rights, with eyes up
And jaws firm will walk on the roads of life
Knifing the gaze of a rapist's sick head
We wish you health and strength
And Happiness in the New Year! |
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