By Thawng Hei Cung
Lives beneath a seizure like inhumanelyLingering onward dreamily
In the hands of Military
All ethnicities in Myanmar that nestle near
Eager eyes and willing ear.
Pleased a spirit of Panglong to hear
Lives had been seized for over fourty five year like inhuamanely
Echoes fade and memories die:
The totalitarian have slain many lives brutally
Still lives' killing and inhumanise:
All ethnicities face the brutal eyes of totalitarian to humanise
But ever blurred by waking eyes
Children yet,the spirit of Panglong to hear:
Eager eyes and willing ear
Heartedly shall nestle near
In a wonderland they though lie
Dreaming as the days go by
Dreaming as the summers die
Ever drifting down the stream
Lingering in the Golden gleam
Lives' still gone without moms
Life! what is it but a dream for my nations?
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