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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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