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.Where in the midst of rich abundance of life giving food famine man-made stalks starvation holds the day set a foot by those exploiters who never lend a hand to till the land but only sell and retail each cutting the throat of other which pays a greater price for the so called precious metal than for the priceless human life which flings a fortune o’er an oysters spittle and treats like dirt the sweat of human brow
Which throws but a penny for fruits of human labour hard won as gems from within the womb of stone Where science or economics only spells disaster Where power vests with impertinence and reason plays the slave of cash That decaying world must suffer the dire doom for having braced illusion and spurned reality the doom of war annihilating the conquered and the conqueror May the final doom of total annihilation fall at last upon that dying world annihilation of that world and all its deadly dying civilisation There’s no regret No, not a tear Left for it with us We are only amassing fuel enough for a funeral pier with the sole care that this deadly war may prove to be its last gasp last and final with no escape into a prolonged life –in-death
Verily from the ashes of decaying old world will rise the phoenix of the new the new world with new conditions and organisations new commandments and aspirations the phoenix spreading its wings over the globe of the earth
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the dove of peace humming not the feeble note of truce ‘twixt end of one and spark of another war but the mighty bird gripping away the war mongers in its massive claws like mighty elephants in the claws of Shanti Bhirund the Bhirunda of the new world
That new world will wake and rise but now will speak no more baby talk of utopian equality liberty and fraternity but will forge a brotherhood of urgent who list reality a creative urge spreading in young resurgent blood inspiring it with strength of sympathy to share with equal care the fruits of earthly life the blessings of the earth and her toil too That new world astir with your poignant cry comes along oh surely comes to lift you up to tend you with gentle care It’s then that you will see a dawn An age of joy and hope for you Only wait … ‘twill surely lift you with gentle care For you are its source of strength its only love For you alone These noble plans of world order For you, little babes, its true citizens Its glory ever fresh
Surely comes That brave new world Spreading the smiles of new hopes
It shall not stand Not for a minute those eyes of yours So wild with fright Now brush those tears ,will you, and smile a lot But wait a minute Little one Let that dying world have a last glimpse A haunting look at its ghastly deed Those eyes of yours Wild with fright ………………..
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