Echoes From My Grave
I have graves in all backyards
I have blood flowing in all miles and yards
I am discussed and debated for awards
I see the killers getting all praises and rewards
I see all Jingoists calling themselves Pope afterwards
I am caged
I am razed
I am tired
I am wired
I am fired
I am oppresed
I am occupied
I am Kashmir
I am Palestine
Come and hear the Echoes from my graves.
Copyright © Kamran Rashid | Year Posted 2020
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