Nothing has been ever Used, misused And abused More than My Motherland!
Under the whole blue sky!
To divide Mother against mother, Man against man, Religion against religion, God against God!
I pity the guards Guarding The dividing lines and fences On the bosom of my mother Whose rhythm of life and leisure Remains undisturbed.
What and who has eclipsed The purity and peace Of my motherland? Molten lead forced Into the womb of my mother Is bringing forth Hard, callous and dead Creation.
Day and night Are committed atrocities Infinite To defile, denude and degrade, To tyrannize and terrorize The impoverished, The denied, the devoid and the diseased To run charities To parade and prosperity With pomposity- On my motherland!
Mother in motherland, Yearningly and eagerly Looks forward To the superficial And the superimposed Boundaries, borders And bifurcations – On counts countless- When there is freedom, Openness and soothing harmonies With sun, stars and moons!
My mother, motherland, Still has the heart to smile, Bloom and blossom, And ever magnanimous In her radiant sacrifices And godly glory; Enriching and enlightening Her sons spoilt And daughters disgraced. Life is an eternal song Of her endurance in fortitude Amidst splashing innocent blood And fire-flames of hatred Painted and polished With the Light of sacred Reason!