Nija maati pakhaku ja.
Nija maa chhada anya kehi
Gurutwapurna nuhen.
This is a translation of the poem
No Other Way But To Go Through
by
Gajanan Mishra
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Contaminated.My bloodRed.AndHere I live.And my livingAll white.The soundI createAll yours.The lightAll yours.BlackI am.And I amWith you.The wholeTruth.
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