I Shall Go to War poem by Manohar Mouli Biswas
Original text of Poem
I Shall Go to War
Unsheathed sword of yours, O Dharma
Even today,flash like thunder
Breaking the air into pieces
Slicing it into halves
I am not Babrubahani
I am not Abhimanyu
I am a child
Conceived of Aryan seed
Forever I'm identified as Ghatotkach
I shall go to the war, mother, give permission
Now, i know the identity of my father
My mother is Hidimba
incarnation of love
But she has no right in the palace
I am unwelcome there.
But I am a hero of heroes
Having complexion of burnt ebony
physique of a jungle
Hard and vast like the Malkangiri Hills
I can swell and swallow
All the injustice of the world.
Then why am I hated? Why am I ignored?
I shall go to the war, mother, give permission
I can put my filial duty against Dharma
I can't accept the old fashioned myth
‘father is heaven, father is religion.’
Please look up, mother, tell me
Were you not raped?
Have you received love, a woman’s dignity?
Have you got the honour of a wife in the Aryan home?
Please answer me , if you can…..
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