50 years ago
we were in a struggle
I saw puffs of grey fizzed on a white sky
moms looking for their young and baby cries.
I guess that’s the way it must be
it’s kind of rough on me, too
but time is out now, don’t you see?
The day has come now
spread your wings
and learn to fly
can’t deny they leave footprints behind
it haunt us like a ghost
but we’ll bid them goodbye.
50 years ago
31 August 1957
I guess you already knew
a great nation was born
for which our warriors fought
so bravely on and on
I proudly say
it’s none other than
our Independence Day.
we were in a struggle
I saw puffs of grey fizzed on a white sky
moms looking for their young and baby cries.
I guess that’s the way it must be
it’s kind of rough on me, too
but time is out now, don’t you see?
The day has come now
spread your wings
and learn to fly
can’t deny they leave footprints behind
it haunt us like a ghost
but we’ll bid them goodbye.
50 years ago
31 August 1957
I guess you already knew
a great nation was born
for which our warriors fought
so bravely on and on
I proudly say
it’s none other than
our Independence Day.
1 comment:
wowo, nice poem , finally u work it out ..haha..
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