Thursday, September 6, 2012

The Fist

He raises that fist
High and proud
Fingers clenched, blood drains from skin
Down with capitalism, down with greed!
Down with discrimination of caste and creed!
He raises that fist
High and proud
Accusing the corrupt, leading the masses
Standing with the poor, he fights
For Justice, Truth, Freedom
To them, he's a hero

He raises that fist
High and proud
He raises it in anger
Not just at the world
But on my face
In anger, he screams
Curses, shouts
Down with your independence
Down with Justice, Truth, Freedom
To me, he's no hero
He's just another man
Who raises his fist
High and proud

3 comments:

  1. No words would do justice how proud I am of you. Love you!!!

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  2. Thought provoking ... Would love to know what provoked you to write this !!

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  3. Wow Pragya! So well and rhyming with emotions!!

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