The joy of the fresh sunlight
and the ecstasy of the darkest night
are unexplainable by any word or voice
but can be explained by the silence in the noise

Retreating is the winter's fog and mist
and advancing is the time of a spring
And in the dryest moment of a rain
to the brightest moment of the darksest night
Happiness will prevail

Embrace the greatest moment of life
Abandon all the anxiety
for resting in reward of tranquility
Awaiting the darkest night
to vanish in prescence of light

The remorseless music of river,
as it flows
ending in the sea,reflecting the moon
as it glows
Now the moon glows no more
Comes the Darkest Night,as it came before

Time has come,step up and march
for the revolution,pave way for its arrival
it has to come
No one can avoid it but only delay its coming.

Everyone,holding their seats since decades
will and have to leave or they will be
snatched and thrown out,
their homes built on the graves of many,
will be razed.

No freedom can be attained
without sacrifices,as they are
undivisble components of a
revolution and freedom.
Rise and March,to and for the revolution

Fight my friend,so the tyrants may pull
themselves away and run,
exposing their cowardice.
Catch them and submit them to the people
the Judges of a Revolution.

Watching the beauty of Mother Earth was I
when it vanished in front of my eyes
No more pure are the river and seas
It is like an eternal autumn for the trees

The Beauty of Mother Earth has long gone
Sky is dark and the winds now groan
Morning soil has lost is moist dew
Everyday has become monotonus,no day is new

Ignored by her sons,Mother Earth is dying
disingenous sons are ignoring their mother's crying
The lugubrious situation is the conlusion of the Greed
Pollination of the plants halted and birds awaiting to be freed

Rich People* are pouring  brandy in their glasses
as the winter freezes the ones from the lower classes
The lazy riches who do nothing are eating a lot
and the hardworking labourers are left to rot
The Greedy Sons of Man fight and die for money
collecting even a coin,like bees collect nectar for honey

Rich People are commiting crimes and moving free
as the poor are treated like dogs of low degree
Swanking their richness is their biggest pleasure
and the miseries of the poor are out any measure
The Money Hungry just want more of it all around
just like mud laden pigs roll in muddy ground

Rich People believe they are not bound to any rule
and the low classes are the ones who get fooled
Even the government listens to the Riches the most
and the others are burdened with rising costs
The Lettuce Frenzied are hoarding money in bank
just like dogs bury the bones in the lands

Rich People believe that they are of a superior race
and the low classes are the ones thrown into disgrace
Exploiting the poor is Rich People's favourite habit
and the others just watch,waiting for the same of it
The Money loving people can make the system bend
and why does this vicious beast of humanity has NO END ?