If the universe is a star
I could see from my windowpane
at the speed of light,
I’d know the momentum
of how it rotates and revolute;
I won’t be a victim of its hazards.
Jallianwala Bagh was an open ground surrounded by wall
Being a garden, also there was a solitary well
Unarmed men, women and kids peacefully assembled
But armored vehicles and formations were called
Oppressor arrived to act against the unarmed
Although all along all remained calmed
Shut was the only small and narrow outlet
Showered over the crowd was successive bullet
The screaming of unarmed civilians and kids was more
than to the pouring bullet sounds from positions before
Several hundreds were dead and wounded in minute
Whole India raised, resisted and revolted to revolute
This shameful chapter added insult to the injury
Set the staunch struggle solidly against colonial armory
Wounds and wailing of our warriors still echoes
With searing memory, India salutes its brave heroes
Tho’ General Dyer shamelessly unleashed the fury
The fire of bravery remains alive even after a century!
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