We will avenge the death of our brothers: A Poetic Tribute to Pulwama Martyrs
   15-Feb-2019




 
Rati Hegade

We will avenge

The death of our brothers

We will avenge

The mindless torture to our families

Don’t you ever forget

That we are capable of avenging

The deaths, the bombings

And the sickening platitudes

That you and your friends on our soil

Keep mouthing after every attack.

Don’t mistake our anger for frustration

Don’t mistake our patience for inability

Don’t mistake our tardiness for incompetence

Don’t mistake our civility for impotence.

While we have been angry

You have fanned the flames to ashes

While we have been patient

You have wasted your energies

While we have been tardy to react

You nurtured poisonous weed in your backyard

While we have been civil

You have wasted your goodwill.

You think you have been clever

To use youth to carry out terror

You think you have been religious

To use your holy book to fool people

But see the result -

You are a bankrupt Nation

With a begging bowl, willing to sell your soul

Your rich run away

After looting you

The only exports worth your name

Are terror and donkeys.

What you sow is what you reap

You sowed destruction

You are today destroyed

No pride, no money, no research, no talent

All you have today are terrorists & puppets

Who jump at the beck and call

Of the highest bidder on the block

Today there is nothing ‘Pak’ in you

Today your face is-tan-ned and Blackened

By your own deeds

Go hide your face if you find a place

But don’t forget

We will avenge our brothers.

Jai Hind!

We will avenge

The death of our brothers

We will avenge

The mindless torture to our families

Don’t you ever forget

That we are capable of avenging

The deaths, the bombings

And the sickening platitudes

That you and your friends on our soil

Keep mouthing after every attack.

Don’t mistake our anger for frustration

Don’t mistake our patience for inability

Don’t mistake our tardiness for incompetence

Don’t mistake our civility for impotence.

While we have been angry

You have fanned the flames to ashes

While we have been patient

You have wasted your energies

While we have been tardy to react

You nurtured poisonous weed in your backyard

While we have been civil

You have wasted your goodwill.

You think you have been clever

To use youth to carry out terror

You think you have been religious

To use your holy book to fool people

But see the result -

You are a bankrupt Nation

With a begging bowl, willing to sell your soul

Your rich run away

After looting you

The only exports worth your name

Are terror and donkeys.

What you sow is what you reap

You sowed destruction

You are today destroyed

No pride, no money, no research, no talent

All you have today are terrorists & puppets

Who jump at the beck and call

Of the highest bidder on the block

Today there is nothing ‘Pak’ in you

Today your face is-tan-ned and Blackened

By your own deeds

Go hide your face if you find a place

But don’t forget

We will avenge our brothers.

Jai Hind!