From Sorrow to Freedom

On a Moonlit Night i sat,
Under the Old Tree outside the Village
Thinking of Moments before the Fray
Thinking of the Cheers and Laughters of the people before the Day

The Families who sat down in the Field
Enjoying their own Companies
Now those fields lie Barren and abandoned
With no people left to tend

With the Laughters ending suddenly
On the Fateful Day of past May 3rd
Homes which were once Complete
Now empty filled with silence and Ashes

But Don't Falter yet,My Brothers and Sisters
For this misery is but a step to our Goal
An Obstacle before our Freedom
A Freedom which our Forefathers enjoyed