Daily Holi Of Holy Blood Poem by Mohammad Younus

Daily Holi of holy blood!
Through drains blood flows!
Boiled blood on the ground!
I would not say I will submit,
To tyrannical and cruel rule,
I curse just all blood splitters,
I breath in bloody suffocation,
But I am not sad, I won't regret,
Let me look at my free skies,
With blood clouds canopying over,
I would not say I will submit,
I would not betray my conscience,
My last wish and last revenge!
It has one only name:
I am not a betrayer, I won't betetray,
I am strong in my resolve, I'll resist

Mykoul