Have I fought in any fierce battle?
Have my enemies checkmated?
Has any bullet pieced my heart?
Or am I trapped in any iron net?
Why I am lying as a corpse?
Watching tragic scenes of my life.
Can’t I even crawl like a worm?
Or learn to walk like a baby?
Will God open the doors of my room?
Which medicine brings lost confidence?
Am I blind waiting someone to hold my hands?
Haven’t great men fought where losers gave up?
How many persons have shed tears with me?
Some laughed, few consoled, rest unaware.
My turning back is giving strength to my enemies
My rising will give happiness to my people.
I have to cure my wounds and pains
If scars are left would try for plastic surgery
I will even go to the extent of amputation
I will search heir by birth, cloning or disciple.
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