BeforetheYoga- moulded mighty Indian Modi
sets his foot in the high, chill Gulvan vale,
our soldiers were marching there carrying guns
and singingprosodies with twirling mustache.
The burly Bharat warriors should hurl
the sneaky churls into the deep stream.
The war isn't jst to drive off the foes!
It is the war to liberate the enslaved humanities
In Southand South East Asia from the deadly grip.
Let thecrushed Tibettans, the agitating folks
of Hong Kong, Taiwan, the hunted Tamils in Lanka,
and the bending Nepales enjoy the breeze of freedom!
The manufacturers of the killing Covid have spoiled the world
and keeps it under the Satanic spell making the world cry
for survival and weep for their infected and killedkin
buriedwithout any funeral ceremonies!
What right the expansionist has to set a launching pad in Lanka
and sail around Scot-free in Indian ocean?
Mt. Kailash, the sacred mountain in Tibet
Is the place of pilgrimage to people all over the world.
The prayers of the Tibettans should not go waste!
Haste be the world to free them from the enslavers!
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