Tuesday, October 18, 2016

Rape of My Motherland

Any crime is pardonable in world
Provided its no sin against a mother
And when it’s the matter of mother of millions
How can I forget how they tortured my motherland?                                   ------1

Many came, invaded time and again,
Had their share in the cruel crime
They had fun, they enjoyed but for me
It was rape of my motherland                                                                  -----2

Some attacked once, some did seventeen times
Looted villages, temples and shrines
Forget humans, even the god was not spared
In barbaric rape of my motherland                                                            ----3

Initially they came as traders,
Gradually built their army
Slowly and shrewdly they entered politics
As it was well planned rape of my motherland                                           -----4

They forced opium into land and fire in stomach
Were inhuman to poor and helpless
They converted fertile land into heaps of sand
As they raped my motherland                                                                   -------5

Generation after generation they ruled
Generation after generation they sucked the blood
Carried away all the jewels and wealth they could
And so was the rape of my motherland                                                      -----6

They divided they ruled
We were the losers and our integrity lost
They tore her in pieces
As they raped my motherland                                                                   -----7

Away went the foreigners and in came her own sons
They sold her cunningly to the neighbors
And what continued there after
Was the pathetic rape of my motherland.                                                   -----8

The agony didn’t end
The terrorists continued their assault
The pain and torture only grew
As they continued rape of my mother land                                                  -----9

Why shall any one bother,
Why anyone shall feel the agony
Why shall anyone understand the pinch and pain
Because it was rape of my motherland                                                       -----10

It hurts me a lot, I feel sorry
I try to protest but in my own meek way
but I watch her sons attaining martyrdom

As they revolted against rape of my motherland                                             ------11

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