We want to be slaves

Freedom! Freedom! Chanted the revolutionaries as they marched resolutely against the oppressors. …And one day they were free. That should be the end, isn’t it? But then it is not. Its a new order. But it still isn’t free. Freedom is elusive. They could not find it. They continue their struggle. Did they really wantContinue reading “We want to be slaves”

Different dawn of the same long night

The night was long He was tired but did not dare to yawn He had not slept It was already dawn The bullet whistled as it arrived. It had found its mark Mercilessly it pierced, all the way to the beating heart Punctured but it kept on beating slowly draining away the life It wasContinue reading “Different dawn of the same long night”