I did not write this; I do not know who did. It came to me through IHRO from the British Sikh Federation with a message. PLEASE FORWARD. I ask you to do the same:
PLEASE FORWARD
PLEASE FORWARD -
E NEVER FORGET 1984 E
The Killing Fields Of India In 1984
In the killing fields of India in '84
We were massacred for being different
We were massacred for asking for our rights
We had our places of worship destroyed
All this in the killing fields of India.
In the killing fields of India in '84
Gandhi was killed for her crimes against us
She went to hell-but hell came to us in the shadow of the Congress
Hell came to us in the killing fields of India.
In the killing fields of India in '84
We were to be taught a lesson for being different. To be singled out and massacred.
While the world looked on-the killings went on
In the killing fields of India.
In the killing fields of India in '84
Be it in the streets of Delhi or Calcutta
Be it in the streets of Punjab
Be it in our own homes-the plan was the same
To wipe us out in the killing fields of India.
In the killing fields of India in '84
The authorities, the army, the police and officials did their utmost
In our killing-in the killing fields
Be it our sisters, be it our daughters, be it our mothers
All were shown no mercy
In the killing fields of India.
The kara and the turban were hunted down
They surrounded us, they beat us and they burnt us alive and
These devils from hell
They danced in joy around the smell of our burning flesh-
All this in the killing fields of India
We were hunted down for four days and four nights
Whilst the evil Gandhi was being cremated
We were being burnt alive, we were being raped
No mercy was shown to us in
The killing fields of India.
In the killing fields of India in '84
We were betrayed after giving so much,
to so many-in a land we thought was ours
It was our day of reckoning
It was our betrayal
In the killing fields of India.
In the killing fields of India in '84
We were shot at point blank range-
With our hands tied behind our backs
No one cared how we died
No one cared how many of us died
In the killing fields of India.
In the killing fields of India in '84
they wanted to wipe us out
We have survived many holocausts in the past
But the killing fields of India in '84
Have taught us to seek self-determination
Through the destruction of India and its killing fields
Will be born a new state
Our State
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WHY TRY TO FIT IN? YOU WERE BORN TO STAND OUT!
I'm struck by the beauty of the saeed who passed with a smile in death as in life.
ReplyDeleteSukhmandir Kaur ji - They really did. Even at the time, I was struck by the peaceful calm on all their faces. Mani, whatever he saw as he died, was in unbelievable joy, pure anand as he left me. Guru ji looks after his children well, with love and joy and - even then, especially then! - with chardi kala.
ReplyDeleteAnd I also like the comment made by someone else about that last picture: "How many dogs does it take to kill a lion. (I count 14 mutts in the picture.)
i am thinking of you today mata mai ji. and thinking of all sikhs everywhere. may waheguru grace us with his blessings of compassion and courage to live in his hukam despite the onslaught.
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