Do something, with every part of you (every pore in your body), do something Do something, enough of all that big talk, now do something Take a stand, either swim or die (Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide this is the time, just do or die) In streets and lanes, in Ration lines In bullocks and seeds, in Eid and festivals In every grain of sand, and film songs In street ditches, in gatherings Fill everything with a roar/ferver, not once but 10 times Don’t lag behind, even if you’re pulled back Don’t budge an inch, if you’re called stubborn so be it Keep grinding on that grindstone Just do it! Nowhere To Run Nowhere To Hide In tangled kites, in the joy of crowds In playgrounds, in winding trains In the sweetness of sugarcanes, in rich loam, in crops If you look hard enough you’ll find the heat needed to harden bricks (to toughen/strengthen you) Let your body glow and liquefy completely Fill your heart with celebration so that every part of you rejoices Don’t budge an inch, if you’re called stubborn so be it Keep grinding on that grindstone Just do it!
Posted on: Wed, 28 Aug 2013 08:05:20 +0000