With swords or ink,
Blood or narrative;
They fight nobly.

Sacrifice of oneself;
Giving up of one's own interests.
Happiness, Desires— declined.
For the sake of duty or the welfare of others.

Not a breath taken. Not a move made.
Eyes sprawled like a hawk;
Open for a trade but extremely heedful.

It was written all over the History,
For the nation to grasp it fully.

We heard their names.
We called their names.
It floats from the book pages with proclaim.

In death, they birthed a thousand.
With last breath, generation's future were found.

They are called the Martyrs.
The ones who died for change and social justice.

They speak the truth and lend their ears.
Heroes who died for the Pearl of the East.