|Nu Poetry 7-14
Sunday, August 3, 2008
Escape from State Terrorism
By Aung Way
After the violence,
I make my way into non-violence.
After the crack-down,
I am on my way to liberated area now.
In the recent old darkness,
I hid my soul under the bloodshed.
During the wartime days,
I fled from my bomb shelters away
Oh! My lover, I was being peeped and sniped.
Oh! My lover, I was being preyed and hunted.
But, our monks, they help me.
But, our students, they help me.
But, our people, they guard me.
But, our friends, they love me.
Now here, crossing the bridge of trouble
Freedom fighters, Democracy lovers embrace me well
Now here, according to freedom, justice and peace
I am a free man indeed.
Now here, among the white doves
My dream will come true first.
Now here, under our dramatic revolution flags
Let's take our breaths and --
Lets march ahead.