Where are the fearless minds? Why the heads not held high?
Here knowledge is bought and then contrived
Here the world has been broken up into fragments
By narrow-er domestic walls
Here words come out of repugnance
Here tireless striving is too tired now
Here the clear stream of reason has lost its way
Into the dreary desert sand of prejudices
Here the mind is led forward by ugly demons
Into ever-widening violations of soul and body
O Tagore! Your prayer remains unheard; my country has not awakened.Not yet.
No comments:
Post a Comment