Below are some lines which depict the general sentiments of KP community in exile for 20 years….
My wounded scars have not yet healed,
In exile, everyday,
my heart bleed…
I too have a voice, you need ears to listen
I too have emotions;
you need a heart to feel it…
I too am a human being, I too have a life,
With eyes open,
you can see my strife..
my politicians don’t want the truth to come out,
They don’t want me to stand by truth,
they don’t like bitter truth’s taste,
my truth is just a waste..
20 years of exiled imprisonment & still Under locks,
my truth has been blocked,
my truth has been locked..
truth strangulated, justice denied,
oh! this is so unfair,
my choked truth is Gasping for air,but my India doesn’t care..