Gone but not Bygone

Be contended o' the mothers of the matyr

         Dont let their absence make you forlorn

The whole nation stands in assurance

         They are gone but not bygone

Mop your tears off your face

         Your milk and toil will pay off anon

Prevailing prosperity stands evident

          They are gone but not bygone

The masked tyrants will soon get scalped

           We wont forget that odious dawn

All humanity bows down to hail those

            Who are gone but not bygone




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