Freedom from fear is the freedom
I claim for you my motherland!
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This is a fantastic poem if we have a proper manner to speak it
Freedom from the insult of dwelling in a puppet's world, where movements are started through brainless wires, repeated through mindless habits, where figures wait with patience and obedience for the master of show, to be stirred into a mimicry of life That sounds very familiar, isn't it? Oh, everlasting Tagore!
Nice piec eof work. Thanks for sharing this poem with us. E.K.L.
A brilliant poem written with conviction.