Rabindranath Tagore
Extract from Geetanjali
Where the Mind is Without Fear
And the head is Held High;
Where Knowledge is Free;
Where the World has not been
Broken Up into Fragments
By Narrow Domestic Walls;
Where the Words come out from
The Depth of Truth;
Where Tireless Striving Streches
Its Arms Towards Perfection;
Where the Clear Stream of Reason
Has not Lost its Way into the Dreary
Desert Sand of Dead Habit;
Where the Mind is Led Forward by Thee
Into Ever-Widening Thought and Action
Into that Heaven of Freedom;
My Father… Let My Country Awake…
Freedom
Freedom from fear is the freedom
I claim for you my motherland!
Freedom from the burden of the ages, bending your head,
breaking your back, blinding your eyes to the beckoning
call of the future;
Freedom from the shackles of slumber wherewith
you fasten yourself in night's stillness,
mistrusting the star that speaks of truth's adventurous paths;
freedom from the anarchy of destiny
whole sails are weakly yielded to the blind uncertain winds,
and the helm to a hand ever rigid and cold as death.
Freedom from the insult of dwelling in a puppet's world,
where movements are started through brainless wires,
repeated through mindless habits,
where figures wait with patience and obedience for the
master of show,
to be stirred into a mimicry of life.
Unite Blue
I’ve had this dream now for a while,
But the real world’s where I choose to stay,
The time is now for standing up,
To reach out for that brighter day.
Unite to lend a hand to those who are in need,
Unite against them, whose souls are consumed by greed,
Unite and lend a hand, and we can change the world,
We’re the ones we’ve been waiting for.
Walking past two souls holding hands,
I see that it’s true love conquers all,
A dreamland where we all sing and dance,
And hands to catch us should we fall.
Unite to lend a hand to those who are in need,
Unite against them, whose souls are consumed by greed,
Unite...