Poem: 'Slaves'

Poush 27, 2081

Suryama Rai

Poem: 'Slaves'

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I have seen many slaves over the centuriesAt every stage of the epoch making, Ekthari Das

In any period of history 

Taken hostage by trickery and force.

and, reluctantly in upgrading bosses 

life-sacrifice cursed.

Those slaves,

who chained Kaya 

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and nailed heart 

A determination, struggle and sacrificing power

The battle of existence is constantly fighting 

A combination of liberation, freedom and change.

did not accept slavery! keep fighting 

they didn't get tired 

Live like an animal and your destiny  They didn't change

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, they only changed luck and karma  Instead of

, the stories and sagas of the entire era have been changed. 

history and society.

 

Another slave

Who I see around me 

Self-respect by putting it on sale

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Covering it with dung Consciousness 

Desperate to capitalize on his existence and merit

auctioning value and value

loyalty and identity

Accepting slavery 

He buys his girlfriend an iPhone and an ear-ring.

iPads, Dairymilk and Kit-Kat for children. After

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, the pocket full of Iman sold 

and youth like dawn 

A sad feeling of blowing up 

Besur sings a song– 

'Life is a two-day chola'

What happens after death, it's a fair while you live.'

 

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The age I live in is a witness

Those slaves, who take pride in making history 

These slaves, who are obsessed with selling history.

Therefore, I respect those slaves 

And, condemn these slaves. 

Suryama

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