Oh how we humans wish to be immortal,
So we could roam through timeless portals
Why should not we die?
Why should not we dread death?
Why should we tell a lie?
Why should we long for an easy breath?
For the world is full of things unsettled
And the laws prove that man is mortaled.
Every man will live out his life,
Some in prison, some in exile and strife
The physician reduces each pulse with his scalpel knife.
So let us swear for just a while,
We put our faith in God, for there is no denial
We solemnly agree that we will love our freedom
‘The very gift of life’
Yet, we wait and ponder of over the day that we will be free.
Behold, the world has befriend the devil,
Oh and how these langur’s have perished to bring nations to level.
This world is an ‘inn’, discovered on the path of life’s travels,
So the ones He prepared, whether they be brave no matter what the perils,
Should thou take courage and open thy eyes
Only to see the bitterness of lies
And oh how the wonders have worked only to see, all those nations free.
With time itself winged, we watch the chariot smear its coldness
As the angel of death appears, standing there with much boldness.
Nevertheless, we the ‘hesitant's’ of ‘it’ take no heed,
As we see the martyrs of our land who since then have buried their seed.
