Strings

By Govind Kumar

Dices has been thrown

The destiny of the people has been drawn,

No you are not the master,

But a puppet attached to strings,

Who has buried his courage

Fearing the words of people around the street.

Wake-up and untie those twine,

Open your arms and move around

Say it loud and clear, to the people around

I am the master , the master of my fate.

By Govind Kumar