Misuse Of Independence

At which place we have arrived and stunned At which turn we have reached and cautioned The feelings that joined our hearts into one We have forgotten and left them unmentioned In the glare of these independent moments In the rushes of these ascents and descents We have left behind all intimates and unknowns And have forgotten all cultures and fragrants Faith of great leaders and work of patriots That led us to the new independent chariots We have forgotten in our selfish engagements Now trapped in the bogs like ignorant idiots The drops of blood watered this holy garden And the history was written in golden horizon But we shamelessly sold their departed souls To our selfish, greedy, brutal, inhumanly satan