With arms wide open
you welcomed the dirt
from earth to sun
with your heart
under their hammers
with their stones
pounding your shoulder,
with their spades
cutting your face,
Home is where we are not scared of
and you proved that
shedding your blood
in the great hills of Ema Manipur.
We believe we will not be scared
to walk the roads
as your blood colors the milestones
Now we will feel home, we will feel you
whatsoever be their weapon
whatsoever be the colors of their flag
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