liberation
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Turmoil in their hearts
As they stand amongst the ruins, Usurpers wickedness in their heart remained, As perpetrators burnt their place of residence, All over the streets,the ashes scattered! Killing them all,they buried the hapless, Many are still afraid to be massacred, With bowed head and eyes lowered, They want them broken and shattered, They may oppress them or…
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Shout for Liberation
Is it the memory of soul, so brightened? Who bore the arrogance of stony-hearted opponents, That has left our eyes,teary every moment! Whose patience is not virtue,but a weapon, The world is dark and the wind laments, Shout for liberation,arose from every direction, Reason and intellect hath departed from humans, From alleys to deep darkness…
uzmasaad 