08/07/2025
Everything Will Be Remembered
Editor-in-Chief — The Probe Line
Everything will be remembered,
Every single thing will be remembered.
And those who were killed — my friends — by your batons and bullets,
Their memory will remain carved deep in our hearts.
You, the scribes of tyranny, may write lies,
We already know, even if it's with our blood —
The truth will be written.
Everything will be remembered,
How you cut mobile, telephone, and internet in the peak of day,
How you locked down entire cities in the cold, dark night,
How you stormed into my home with hammers,
Crushed my head, my body, my brief life,
How in the middle of the street, you murdered my beloved child,
And then stood in laughter — unbothered, unmoved.
All of it will be remembered.
You sweet-talk by day —
Claim everything is fine in every tongue,
But at night, you rain batons and bullets on those asking for their rights,
You attack us — and then call us the attackers.
All of it will be remembered.
And I will carve these crimes into my bones,
These events — all of them — I will inscribe into my ribs.
You ask me for papers to prove my identity —
I will prove my existence with every scar.
This struggle will be fought — till your final breath.
Everything will be remembered.
It will be remembered —
How many schemes you designed to break the nation,
And it will also be remembered —
How many dreams we carried to unite it.
Whenever the era of cowardice is spoken of,
Your work will be remembered.
And when the age of resistance is spoken of,
Our names will be remembered —
For there were some who didn’t bend before your iron hammers,
Some who never sold their souls for your silver coins,
Unlike those who did — like you.
There were some who stood tall —
Even after the storm passed,
Some who stayed alive — even after hearing of their own death.
Even if the eyelids forget how to blink,
Even if the earth forgets how to spin,
The flight of our broken wings,
The voice from our torn cheeks — will be remembered.
You may write the night — we will write the moon.
You may throw us in jail — we will scale your walls and write back.
You may file FIRs — we are ready with our pens.
You may kill us — but we’ll return as ghosts and still write,
We will write every evidence of your crime.
And while you sit in your courts writing jokes,
We will write justice on streets and walls —
So loud that even the deaf will hear,
So clear that even the blind will read.
You may write black lotuses —
We will write red roses.
You may write tyranny on the earth —
We will write revolution in the sky.
So your names may forever be cursed,
So your statues may be smeared with coal —
Your legacy, your memory —
Will be haunted forever.
Everything will be remembered.
Every. Single. Thing. Will be remembered.
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