I Protest
I looked down the street where my brothers were dying. I looked down the street where my brothers were trying to protect our mothers where our sisters were crying to see their brothers. We lost a lot of blood to save our mother land. We lost a lot of blood by their bloody hands. Still we fight for freedom. Still we want to fight. Still we die for freedom. Still we live to die. Soon we shall see dawn with freedom's glee . Soon we shall see our brothers brake free. Till then i protest I protest with only a stone Till then i protest, I protest for freedom alone Protest for freedom alone ....@ Sohail Sayeed Bukhari
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