for the sake of

for the sake of the hills

for the sake of the valleys 

for the sake of all sadness

that weep in lonely alleys

a touch of love, a kiss for life

a book of poems to write

to wrap around and shield us in

when anger comes to smite

for the sake of rivers gushing by

for every bend they take

for every smile and every sigh

for the noose on martyr’s neck

songs to sing, fists to hoist

broken hearts to mend

countless friends sticking on

a handful dreams to defend

for the sake of slogans on parched lips

for the sake of what they mean

for every eye, though squished by pellets,

yet keep on shining keen

voyages of wisdom, voyages of love

those shores of freedom afar 

this road we make, this road we take 

unto the morning star….