An unfortunate scenario

That placed him there in time

To pick up a local cab fair

Was that some kind of crime?

Dilawar had a strong spirit

A spirit that went unbroken

Even when they hounded him  

And then kicked his body open

For anyone who’s got a brain

Knows this thing exists

Easier to stand and kick

Than to stop the flying fists

You are the follower of the man

You dance and he will sing

He hangs on to your life

Like a bull hangs on to its ring

You’re the man just doing orders

Like the nut and bolt machine

Dilawar lived in moments

The likes of which we couldn’t believe

And your flag is waving high

The way it waved before your birth

With everything it stands for

What it symbolises to this earth

Where are all you intellects

What has happened to your soul

Take control of your country

Before it turns as black as coal

Dilawar has gone from here

He believes he’s gone to god

And if he has then that’s alright

But if not then what’s he got

And to all our children here

Who someday come to say

Have you ever killed a man?

What d’he do to end that way?

And when you talk of circumstance

When you justify your ways

Then you had better hope that god

Is just a tall tale common phrase

And if your body dies

And your mind goes out

You may for one time realise

What life is all about

Dilawar I do respect you

And one day we shall meet

I understand your culture

And I do not judge your beliefs

And though I sit in ancient Europe

Pencil in my hand

I can read the quiet whispers

That echo around the land

To the one who’s mind

Is like a the darkest day

The universe has not the time

For you in any way

And though you are so powerful

And anger may control

Be a man and suffer

This Castigation of your soul

The only single good

That can come from Dilawar

Is when you realise how to carry

This un disguisable scar

For every nation bows its head

At something that it’s done

Don’t let this arrogant sky

Cloud the forgiving sun

And stand alone in quiet reflection

In respectful ponderous thought

For those who gave their lives

And who never even fought