Lamenting Patriot

Oh dear motherland

I have escaped

Not because you didn’t have space for me

Nor did the smell and spice spite me

Oh dear mother, although you are pure,

My elder brothers are not so…

Air so heavy, leaves covered in dust

Fear of being stamped, or being surrounded by lust…

Has pushed me away from you, oh Mother..

But I can hear your voice and the troubled waters

Lashing at you, making you writhe in pain..

Don’t know, by hurting you, who’s to gain?

I am not the bravest of your daughters

Who will fight back on one drop of your blood

I have naïve eyes and an innocent heart

Not in your arms, but I will avenge your past

With knowledge that is free..Belief which is strong

Much before the revered lord, I will come

Maybe not to take the guns off your back

But, to get some of your lost glory back

Mere ailments make you seem weak

Which have been accentuated by dishonest freaks

Not so brave, but with power of the mind

Till my best I am going to try

So, many like me might not escape

In fear and shame, like I left!