natural treasure

National treasure

We sweet words the lured us to the arena* under the midday sun we chanted their slogans* messages of hope the preached our emotions rekindled* hope brought joy, joy brought the air of freedom* the d day came we marched out with one heart defying all the elements of nature* amid hunger and stress we exchanged banters* with stained thumbs we rewrote our history* that night while the world slept we waited to be free at last* by dawn the wait was over our story didn’t count either* we have been misled once more on our quest for natural treasure *freedom*

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