A protest against wrong,
with all the comrades along,
a blaze in the hearts,
and hands playing darts,
it is a revolution.
Steps travelling for miles,
and faces with smiles,
hearts with determination,
fulfilling the obligation,
it is a revolution.
A combat for truth and rights,
many small and big fights,
confrontation with failure,
and rising up with a cheer,
it is a revolution.
Dying for own people,
and hearts with happy ripple,
so much they are nerveless,
and as always they are fearless,
it is a revolution.
I Kept Thinking of Jihadist
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