Rise Your Weapons

Poem By Gajanan Mishra

Rise your weapons
To those who are attacking you
O my dear, I know you are
The priest of non-violence.
But truth is that
To save your own life
You have to go on self-defence
And make such counter-attack
To banish the terrorist
From the entire soil.
Live with rising head
O my dear, nothing to fear,
This world is meant for you
Live with love, live with truth.

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