Dhumketo

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Introduction	"& still even today I hear the mournful tune of the Sanai"Say,Valiant,High is my head!I am the rebel,the rebel son of mother-earth!Ever-high is my head.O travellers on the road of destruction,Hold fast Ur hammer,pick up Ur shovel,Sing in unison & advance.We created in the joy of our arms.We shall now destory at the pleasure of our feet.‘O Lord,For eight years have I lived & never did I say my prayers & yet,did U ever refuse me my meals for thet?Ur mosques & temples are not meant for men,Men heve no right in them.The mollahs & the Priests Heve closed their doors under locks & keys.’Comrades, Hammer away at the closed doors Of those mosques & temples,& hit with Ur shovel mightily.For,climbing on their minarets,The cheats are today glorifying Selfishness & hypocrisy.& creatr a new universe of joy & peace.Weary of struggles,I,the great rebel,Shall rest in quiet only when I find The sky & the air free of the piteous groans of the oppressef.Only when the dattlefields are cleared of jingling bloody sabres Shall I,weary of struggles,rest in quiet,I,the great rebel.I am the rebel-eternal,I raise my head beyond this world,High,ever-erect & alone!