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FRIENDS OF MY NATION
By:
SLAVE BALOCH
There was
a time when Respect was friend of my
nation,
History used to knock the door of my
nation,
Bravery used to travel all the time with
my nation
Wisdom,Hospitality and Glory often used
to come for tea....
The birds used to sing on every morning
and evening,
And at night the stars used to shine
alot with cold waves
So there was smile on every one's face
with a wish to live more n more
With a hope,with an aim and with a
Destination .....
Both the nature and people of my society
were living happily,
But now every thing has been changed
....
The darkness & slavery has completely
occupied on my nation from all angles...
No more singing of birds but a complete
silence,
A strange world with alot of questions
and tiredness on every one's face,
Old men of this society passing their
time and waiting for their END,
Childrens with alot of desires roaming
here n there,
So youth of this society are divided in
themselves,
Few are struggling,Few living in world
of Dreams,
So few doesnt want to fight, are
discouraged and hopeless....
Women at home are waiting for a day
When the their life will be completed
along with their men and childrens,
Are the well wishers of this nation but
lost in their ownselves...
Unlike the past,The
poverty,Hopelessness,slavery and
Darkness are friends of my nation
And every character of this society
Has eyes on those, who will stand and
make a will to resist,to fight against
circumstances
For the previous status, for glory and
for FREEDOM ......
LONG LIVE BALOCH RESISTANCE MOVEMENT
2009/05/20
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