The Children of Modern Freedom by Dr. Brajesh Gupta

 

Time passes by so silently, we may be unaware;

We are free for time spending deliberately

We are free for disrespect of anyone like parents

We are free for illogical discussion

We are free for killing an unborn baby girl

We are free for becoming a rapist

With torn and bleeding hearts we smile,

When the wind blow around too hard,

Powerful, frightening, a storm beyond the natural course of our lives

But how presumptuous shall we hope to find

There are no ears to hear my lays,

And there is pause, a breath-space in the strife;

Because we feel, we live in modern freedom

Lives of public and somewhat secret exiles

Only time and the cleansing caress of God can reveal

And who now stands in freedom through God.

© Dr. Brajesh Kumar Gupta “Mewadev”, Banda (U.P. – India)

 

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