New Generation Suffered

In the valley, 

There is day in and out a rally,

Trying to demand justice with a statement briefly, 

Shoulders holding the heavy coffin, 

Each one among the families holding their loved ones in them bravely, 

Some families losin' one and other a pair of twin, 

Trying to show their fake grin, 

To support their left ones on the name of religion, 

Who were the ones behind the killings, 

Turning the doubts into a reality that it is the source of their earnings, 

The blood-filled streets in the mornings, 

And as well as in the evenings, 

Will the funeral gatherings, 

End someday without leaving forever paintings, 

In the hearts and in the minds without yearnings, 

Unknown gunmen, 

Is framed when folks awaken, 

A rumor on fire making the journalism their news bulletin, 

With a fake caption, 

Some die with pain for the loss and some enjoy the celebration, 

In a joy with their commanding captain, 

Everything there is planned by a collection, 

Only the ones can survive who will stay quiet, 

Living each diem in a hope that everything will be alright, 

If not now but soon with a bright light, 

Without overthinking it overnight, 

Keeping in mind their own loved ones who worry about them all day and night, 

Who loves to write, 

About them in a daybook of their prayer which they recite, 

In the candlelight, 

There is no benefit to fight for hypocrites,

Who never admits, 

Their mistakes and avail all the benefits,

Which are the real culprits, 

Leaving all their limits, 

In a bin and coming out in the markets, 

With stones haunting the spirits,

Standing up after every two years for the freedom struggle, 

Which is not achievable, 

Without the unity of its own people, 

Only the new generation feel this battle, 

They came down from cradle, 

And lied in coffin due to this cruel, 

Fate which made them unknown criminal, 

In the eyes of the world like a burning candle.