You can take,
our weak and strong,
our poor and rich,
our old and young,
our man and woman to stitch
garlands of dead and fear,
curtains of dread and tear.
But,what can You do,
when you like coward fell,
a hundred bodies of Indian hue
and the hundred-and-first unmelts
from the still background
and comes to take his place
with extraordinary courage to grace
the open war you declare against us?
More than a billion freedom fighters awake..
how many explosions will it take?
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