As proud national
I fail to feel as proud Indian
As do the Africans and Americans
When time comes to proclaim as nationals?
To show the world that we are among equals
It has become imperative now to put a strong show
To let world know that we are zealous and determined to grow
No one can push us back so long as nation is concerned
Take us not as weak when table is likely to be turned
We can helplessly see the world divided over
Boundaries, nationalities and attachment find the cover
Poor countries are pushed to the brink and burdened
Kept under heavy heels and peace is never returned
We all know about the dark reality still fall for trap
As a strong nation that is not merely insult or slap
It is humiliation when your nose is pressed
You are forced to sign and troops are based
When I say I fail to be proud Indian
It proves to state that we have failed to be custodian
What our forefathers enshrined in constitution?
Protection to all with fine and neatly formed institution
I find no spirit whatsoever in given environment
Everywhere you find dissension and resentment
What has gone with system and with the people?
Why there is brewing of problems and troubles?
Why no elderly person is safe is his home?
Why do we find hostile reception and welcome?
Why there are day light murders and robberies?
What prevents them from removing the miseries?
I fail to corner two squares of meals
Thousands of tons rot in open and open to steal
Poor starve to death and grain goes in drain
There is systematic loot with powerful chain
My country was known as golden bird
Today no where it can be seen or traced
We are yet not that poor in natural wealth
It is taken off illegally and further pushing us to death
Security is compromised, police is on rampage
Leaders are proving helpless and unable to manage
How can I claim and prove to be proud and true national
When thousands die without medical care on arrival?
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Root Out Corruption
We heaved a little sigh
When Indian tri color rose high
It was free air for us to breathe
Entire world was happy and eager with
We won the independence with great struggle
Even though challenges stayed ahead with troubles
Our forefathers visualized India as great and tolerant giant
A truly democratic, peace loving and non defiant
We were like infant in new world
Committed to peace and no part in cold era
Joining world forums for stable and peaceful atmosphere
Where world can live in harmony and peace without fear
Soon we tested the money power
The power was passed in the hands of fewer
It has become game and now total shameless show
World is strangulated and forced to withdraw
Had those leaders been alive today?
They should have wept and thrown the power away
Was this the dream they wanted to realize?
Scoundrels and murders were meant to oblige
The corruption is at its peak
The politicians have captured it with stick
The money is poured in to realize the power
The constitution is subverted to benefit the fewer
National wealth is pushed outside country
The poor nation is at the mercy of almighty
Not millions but billions are siphoned
Illiterate and mafias have totally cloned
It is new breed and now coming on scene
The murderers and gang rapists are freely seen
Not a single work is done without favor
Whole political system needs one tremor
What do we do then to counter such move?
How can we unite and forcibly remove?
Whether to face the game of ballots or bullets?
How can we simply witness such corruption or forget?
Years have gone off after becoming republic
Adding more and more sufferings for poor public
No grains and no food for two square meals
How much loss is reported or revealed?
Food grain is rotting in open railway land
Few more places are allowed to become wetland
More damage means more benefit and gain
Does it not pinch our heart and cause the pain?
I shed tears for all those who have nothing
At least this could offer them meals for something
What do they want from us for honorable living?
We are still harping on democracy and deceiving?
Oh, God befall curse on us and lead to the end
Let the life be over with the foes but not friends
What our people are doing on their own brethren?
Why have they no pity or slight concern?
They have become thick skin persons
Enormous wealth has blinded them with selfish reasons
Even seasons do change after some interval
These culprit politicians wait only for cyclone’s arrival
Not a single field is left for corruption
It goes on unabated without any interruption
Some like minded persons should come forward for its disruption
Else this system will kill us all without any questions
Dictators are far better than these hungry wolves
They have to serve only one master but not for all to involve
Power corrupts all but absolute power corrupts absolutely
The powerful struggle must be waged and faced resolutely
Leave everything behind and form one solid group
Choose the people with integrity and stage a coup
Not coup for causing bloody street battles and cause a misery
But a solid signal of public uprising and conveyed to adversary
It is time to strike at its root
If we really want to enjoy the fruit
The system has failed and caused anxiety
The power has slipped into hands of mighty
It was one revolution that took place
We are determined with it to replace
We want no such system that can keep us hungry
Complete population is up in arms and angry
We shall bring down any such misrule
The politicians are having their hands full
They have no time for public concern
It is now their high time and turns
Not all may be corrupt and criminals
But their performance and inactions baffles
Why can’t they raise their concern in open?
Why do we wait for fruits to ripen?
The farmers are committing suicides
They have no place to cry and confide
High debts and government’s policy drive them to corner
The high handedness may be over sooner or later
Let the bad rulers know that their days are numbered
Their each move may be countered and outnumbered
If not hanging in public place then their place is behind bars
In day time public will show them shining stars
What are we called upon to combat such nuisance?
To express strong resolve in everybody’s presence
Not to yield to any pressure for coming to compromise
Until they take pledge and honestly work with promises
Our forefathers may be lamenting about brewing bubbles
How many people might have sacrificed their lives for independence struggle?
Who were they and what was going to benefit to their families?
No one has answer today about the independence and its utilities
If not death then at least public condemnation
Publicly announce their names with notifications
Let whole world know that these are the public enemies
They have snatched the hard earned money and bread from the families
The red fort can be ideal place for murders, hoarders and black marketers
It can pass the red signals for those who are considered big racketeers
Nothing can be spared for all those who involve in anti national activities
The nation has no dearth for such talents and can demonstrate abilities
Each one from families may have to come forward
With complete resolve to lay down life and not to look back ward
The time ahs come to strike and get rid of such corrupt regime
We will not relent until they are forced to surrender with “ism’
Rise o, country men and knock the corrupt people out
Make them realize that this is their fate and possible route
Nothing can now save them from public ire and wrath
They will be driven away in open and sometimes face the death
We have one of the best systems in world
Only we need to create a safe and new fold
Where rich and poor, businessmen and farmers
Can exist side by side in spring and summer
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Lie and canard
It is blatant lie and canard
No one is allowed to say a word
Especially for a saint and father of nation
How can such lies are spread for any such relation
A lie can not become truth
Thousands of tales can not prove
A father of nation may live in our heart
We were give new light to start
How a nation can build reputation?
Can meet aspirations and live unto expectations
We need not show progressive world what we did
They have their axe to grind and find no lead
A legendry figure and respected world over
He needs no mention or special cover
The sun and its image can not be tarnished
They will stand high even if whole world is finished
Let historians search in relevant context
It should not be based to malign the text
In other countries it might have created bloodshed
At home we are fully aware and properly fed
Such books should not find even mention
It does great harm and spoils the relation
Modern world does not allow spread of hatred
When people are staving for the want of bread
Let us play constructive and true role for humanism
It has no place for gossips and criticism
The national sentiments should never be hurt
It is worst than insulting friend or throwing the mud
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India’s 63rd Independence Day – a Pledge
India is our land, our Motherland!
Sacred are the soil, water and air;
All Indians are our brothers, sisters;
We love our nation great and care.
Our nation is not rich but isn’t poor;
We love its vastness and its heritage;
We are proud to be called Indians;
We will usher a golden new age.
We love our home where we were born;
We trust in God and work for global peace;
We want amity among nations all;
We pray to God that wars may cease.
We want to live in harmony;
We want to progress very fast;
We want to help all those who need;
Our bickering is things of the past.
We will not force nor allow foes;
We toil to reach the moon and stars;
We stand united in joys and woes;
We pledge our lives for nation’s sake.
The Indian heart has love for life;
The Indian soul is kind from birth;
The Indian welcomes any strife;
The Indian brain is best on earth.
We are a nation proud and good;
We want to share our love and peace;
We brook not outside interference;
Impenetrable is our nation’s defence!
Jai Hind! Jai Bharat! Jai Indian!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 15-08-2009
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May see light
Days are not far off when we may see light
It is crusade and not the simple fight
It is not the time to prove who is wrong or right
The goal should not go out of sight
Single man may be strength provider
Let us not work as force divider
We are strong and united as ever
This will be remembered in history forever
Yes it is brittle battle
But test for proving the mantle
We will never loose it for coming days
This is only means available for non-violent way
Heads may roll and make the room
Corruption may not end but cast a doom
People may not longer be fooled
The temper may still go high and not cooled
The world has witnessed a simple switch over
Heads down in shame for searching the cover
No solution for immediate relief to poor
Time has come now to show them the door
They may go down today to resurface again
They are capable and have the vicious brain
They may find out the loop holes and escape route
Let us give final and decisive blow at the root
They have now known the public mood
Poor and helpless are without food
Billions are wasted on storage of grains
Poor cry and watch helplessly going them in drain
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World as Family
“Vasudhev Katumbkam” or “World is one family”
Yet far distant reality and considered silly
It can never become a fact in reality
As world leaders lack capabilities
We have all the rules about democratic norms
Bit public unaware and kept in dark rooms
No one has time for framing welfare rules
Everybody is hell bent upon making people fools
Everything is shrouded under mystery
Country is gloomy and reminded days of past history
Poor are on rise and tremendous increase in poverty
How then come freedom and true sense of liberty?
Foreign restrictions are still within our knowledge to understand
They too are undergoing inflation pressure and unable to withstand
Hence some of the strict measures are possible
But we fail to understand the domestic measures putting us in troubles
Individual liberty is possible where education rate is high
The rights and duties are well understood and implied
Thousands of people still starve under poverty lines
Many commit suicides and their life is sidelined
Farmers die of rising debts and students die of unemployment
People at large have safety dangers and marred by dangerous movements
Insurgents and terrorists strike at crowded place with no mercy
Where should we go and ask for safety and clemency
Overall picture and scenario is proof of dismal show
The tendency is to look for self and silently go
Raise no banners and meekly witness the irregularities to grow
The polluted rivers rise to high level and freely flow
How are we going to combat such nuisance in country?
How can national frontiers are to be guarded by the sentries?
Where there is lack of popular will and political will
Insurgents and lawbreakers strike at will and soldiers are killed
Still to go further, countries wealth is siphoned off and taken outside
The cry is well raised and its impact is felt world wide
Many hungry nations can thrive and stay peaceful again
If we get on hands on such wealth and regain
There is no check and cross check balance
Rules are framed in haste and at once
Many loop holes in system to escape dragnet
How can we shape the nation and thus hangs the fate?
*Vasudhaiv… World…. Katumbkam….Family*
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Traitors of today
Traitors of today occupy imminent position
Well orchestrated songs in praise for composition
Establishment of personal rule over millions of people
Can not look forward for anything good and are unable
What have they to do for their own country?
Rob, steal, cut backs and commission in form of money?
Add vows to already worsened poverty?
Can any one tell us when this will end misery?
I have all praise and kudos for their divine talent
We have tears in eyes but nothing more to lament
What else do they deserve to invite us for comment?
We prefer to be mere spectator and be silent
In ancient time people were hanged to death
For crimes, murders and ill gotten wealth
Today it is considered as an adorable art
Academicians, politicians present themselves as smart
Where is the national interest and security?
How can one claim to be powerful and mighty?
When house is full of defaulters and selfish?
Searching for troubled water to catch the fishes
Why are we facing such national scene?
Such a low lever acts were never witnessed or seen?
How come national wealth is deposited in foreign banks?
How come National security weakened and remains with unsecured flank?
I am no crocodile to shed the tears
I am immune and have no fears
I have power and money to manage the show
I can reign supreme and in full readiness to grow
O, countrymen wake up and prepare for national funeral
Decorate with honor and shields upon their arrival
They are our heroes to barter and take away the freedom
Such things may never appear to witness seldom
I feel pity upon those who foolishly laid down their lives
Curse on those parents who push their children and believe
“The motherland is precious than heaven” and come forward
Time has come now to think and look back ward
Where are those golden days when promises were kept?
Words were honored and nights were spent without being slept?
The national interest ruled supreme in the mind and at heart
Where from to pick thread now and with open mind to restart?
I do not blame the culture or present set up
We have degraded ourselves and deserve to be shut up
We can see the scoundrels flourish with position and wealth
Who bother’s about country men and its deteriorating health?
I wish to born in land again and again
Where Mafias, traitors, and squanders reign
The borders are left open to venture at will
Thousands of innocents to wait for terrorists to come and kill
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Epidemics and Tsunamis
I don’t mind if some one calls me nationalist arrogant
When I find my nation has become sand witch between giants
She ahs been labeled as puppet regime and powerless
With what feelings of arrogance I should show on face?
I feel irritation and tease at hart when I am condemned
As individual nationalist of shamed country and damned
I love to be called proudly by nation first and then nationality
A nation to be remembered and proudly with capability
I would wish same for all the nations of the world
Not known by what powerful alliance they hold
Not humiliated by link to pay for as heavy price
Only strong nationalism must be the right choice
Let another millions die if they want division of motherland
Let good sense not prevail for protection of holy land
Yet it may not dilute my spirit towards nation
As it is identity and bound by sacred relation
How can one think of tying cord around people’s neck?
In our own country where poor die for food stake
We can afford food stuff to rot on road side
Still it can’t reach to hungry mouth country wide
We have enemies within and need go after terrorists
If not today they will be killed surely in forests
Who will kill these big sharks that attack freely?
Drive a wedge and kill one by one truly
Can any one put ceiling on their greed?
Still millions can be easily afforded to feed
I may find happy faces in the remote places
How can we make them feel better on the faces?
My house is still not in order
It gives bad smell and odor
My garden has different roses and flowers
Rain God is also blessing us with enough showers
Despite all, it makes me feel proud
I can speak in favor and very loud
House can be cleaned of external enemies
But how to tackle internal epidemics and Tsunamis
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Live without him
I would live without him
I would go deep and swim
To find the hidden treasure
To miss the truth and measure
I did not fail dope test
Just wanted to have respite and rest
Despite having done all the best
Nothing was coming out it just
We are essential parts of life
What would it mean if I prefer to be your wife?
Will it change entire scenario for both of us?
If we continue to live at odds and without trust/
I thought and re- thought over entire gamut
There were nothing but ifs and buts
You were proving difficult
It was adding injury to insult
I am confident and respected female
I would never want domination from male
I shall subdue and submit when needed
And rise when injustice is committed
We are not helpless and pet animal
We too want and wait for spring’s arrival
Who will not want the beautiful roses on the way?
Why something should be done to take you away?
I remained silent only with mind
It was not at all difficult for you to find
My eyes could have revealed many things
Yet you failed to grasp and catch something
We are not simple helpless animals grazing on the ground
Even they react badly when chased or nothing to be found
It is give and take so far as the honor is concerned
No one can be pushed extreme and unnecessarily cornered
I would not buy the argument in favor or against
It should follow the natural justice and is must
We have to push the chariot wheels of precious life
Even though it is as difficult as edge of knife
We have strong mettle to prove to the world
You can not blow hot and at the same time cold
The world is totally different today and full of the challenge
One must try to live honorably and positively manage
There may be some strong appetite for body hunger
It is necessasity and some times can not be solved with anger
Even though the matter is delicate and needs some serious thought
The life can not be put at peril and unreasonable solution to be sought
It is not easy for woman to survive amidst hard times
But it is not to be forgotten altogether sometimes
Life is like ocean and one must decide to swim or sink
There has to be no double mind or any other option to think
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From A 3rd World Country
I lived in a 3rd world country
but that does not mean
i've got nothing to say
Coz we also grow in our own way
Third world countries
may be poor economically
but we excel in different abilities
plus we are also rich naturally
First world countries
may be hi in technolohies
but 3rd world countries
have hardworking employess
We even excel in different fileds
either in medical, singting or sports
as our nurses, singers or boxers
are demanding in all places
Though I didn't live in a 1st world
but I'm proud to be in a 3rd world
bec. it is the only place
where i feel a belongingness
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Castle in the air
I try to come closer but unable to do
Fail to look in her eyes but that too proves untrue
What else can be done to prove my existence?
A stage of no control on mind in her presence
I try to build castles in the air
But it looks funny and unfair
If I can’t approach her with some authority
It is sign of weak person and bad quality
I am least concerned about a year nearing to an end
I am person of weak and unstable mind for anything to send
Neither a word of attachment nor a sign of true feelings
Inner cells are dying slowly with almost conscious killing
If such is the case with her presence
What can be state of long absence?
I fear about the unforeseen consequences
I try to find some lovely words with sentences
Nights seems to me as dark era in offing
I dance to the tune as joker in the circus ring
She is at the centre of complete show
My fears are confounded and certainly grow
Moon suddenly failed to draw my attention
Stars were fading and found no worth mention
“Night can’t shadow me or rule’” I asserted
I must see her with new approach and feel elated
She is worth million and needs special mention
Either in words or with some special composition
Poems can be an easy option with lots of appreciation
A reason worth deserving for building up of good relation
I must be good at conceiving the idea for lovely praise
She must get fair ideas of my motive and blind chase
First time I got worry lines off and little smile on face
After all it was long marathon and to be considered as race
It was undisputed and powerful arm in the hands of lover
Who at one point of time was failure and nonbeliever?
Today he has powerful ideas to influence and gain the access
What else can be termed it as saving off the lost face?
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The same people live...the same people die
The same people live, the same people die,
the same people laugh, the same people cry,
as they push on through, life's open door,
the old and the young, the rich and the poor.
The same people love, the same people hate,
the skeptics of heaven, the mockers of fate,
some use the gun, some just don't choose,
the proud and the vain, they win and they lose.
Death takes them all, the end's all the same,
no one can help us, cause no one's to blame,
When the door shuts and the bright lights go dim,
We all follow the same path and we all go to Him.
The same people live, the same people die,
Some still find wealth, while others get by,
the weak and the strong, the slow and the fast,
alone on life's journey, they all stumble past.
It's been this way, since the beginning of time,
To live...it's a joy, to die...it's a crime,
and still, we question and still, we ask why?
The same people live...the same people die.
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It is people
It is people’s victory
No one should feel sorry
It was writing on wall
Demand of the day and call
Mahatma Gandhi did it to gain freedom
Such movement was witnessed seldom
Today it is happening once again
Glory to motherland and power to regain
No bloodshed or single loss of life
Amidst uncertainty, with growing concern and strife
Whole country has witnessed a non violent struggle
With free will drive for looters, grabbers in populated jungle
Why country and poor can not be placed at top?
Why does our spirit and conscience not stop?
What is reason for putting country into shame?
Is the liberal democracy only causing to blame?
Politicians and bureaucrats have done immense damage
The country’s affair is in shamble and unable to manage
The precious national wealth is taken away from people
God only knows when we can do it or be able?
Even the mighty can be brought down to knee
This is movement for calling a country really free
The system is not used to the advantages for few
People are in street to compel the culprits review
Only one man has done the miracle
Whole of country is proud of and entered the circle
The time zeroed in and changes are offered
The conception may be odd but opinion never differed
The country has to be freed from the slavery
From the organized loot and corruption mystery
Who can lead the nation and bring the result?
The country has faced enough of it with insult
Mahatma faced bullet for telling truth
This lone man may loose battle and face the death
Yet whole country is behind mass movement
We can only offer tribute and no other comments
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America s Strength (series #2)
As a youngster I began to wonder “ how this great nation came to be”.
People from all over the world looking for a new life to escape tyranny.
This became AMERICAS history.
Then we had our civil war and we fought as state to state.
We all became UNITED and that made this nation great.
So we put the two together and the UNITED STATES was formed.
Little did we know- that this would be the “ norm”.
Look around you, and you will see
Every ethnic group, that’s how we came to be.
AMERICA is not just a country, but a land
Where the bell of freedom rings
And from every country, its people it will bring.
AMERICA is a dream- a vision, a quest- if you must
But in this great nation we put all our trust.
So give us your humble, your poor, your weak
If freedom is what they seek.
This is what made this nation, and gave dreams to all mankind
For we will fight for this country, our lives we’ll put on the line.
We will get stronger, and you will weaken and die
For you can not break our spirit, no matter how you try.
“ now many will say I’m a dreamer”
But that’s how this world came to be
Every small dream has become a reality.
We wanted to hide the pictures and videos
From our children of what you had done.
Because we had felt that they was much to young.
Now we’ve decided to teach and show them about
This cowardly act, and to give them knowledge
And show them all the facts.
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Civilization may.........
Civilizations may emerge fresh and vanish
Remains may be found later on but not finish
Excavations may shed some light on glorious past
There may be some reasons for its extinctions very fast
How does nation emerge with historical traditions?
Deep rooted love for holy land without condition
Every citizen ready to shed blood for its pride and honor
All to defend irrespective of old or young major or minor
Nation may remain within secured boundaries
It may have all the prosperity with big industries
Peace and stability may still elude the nation
Other neighbors may not like to have good relations
How can sentiments and attachments remain intact without identity?
Stable nation with strong defense is all call of the day and necessity
Nation can only prosper and rise with strong and resolute action
We the people of nation has every right to defend without any reaction
Can any nation prosper without popular support?
Is it not essential to live as one nation with good rapport?
Does then any nation may you look towards you for any weak spot?
I think they will refrain from any mad misadventure and dare not
It will be great shame if we have to live under constant fear
It will be living death if constantly agony and pain we have to bear
Nation will pass through identity crisis and suffer with humiliation
To live under shame may add insult and find no reconciliation
It is right said “don’t ask what country is doing for you”
But ask “what you are doing for the country”
It has deep meaning in it and quiet sensible thought behind
Any nation can’t afford to go without it and reasonably find
No nation can advance and have identity of its own
If it has no clear policy and stand clearly known
At least people of other nations may look toward with a respect
They will think twice before and enter into pact
Ancient civilizations were knows for its tolerance
“Live and let others live” was slogan free from any interfearence
This always formed corner stone of policy
Liberty and freedom were not the words from mighty
Liberal thoughts must prevail and message should go across
Let there be the free world with liberty thoughts and no threats to pose
No intimidation of any sort with mutual territorial integrity in tact
Let there be free flow of people to uphold the humanity in fact
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Wake Up Time
You follow your feelings, you follow your d reams
You follow the leader into the trees
And whats in there waiting, neither one of us knows
You gotta keep one eye open the further you go
You never dreamed youd go down on one knee, but now
Who could have seen, youd be so hard t o please somehow
You feel like a poor boy, a long way from home
Youre just a poor boy, a long way from home
And its wake up time
Time to open up your eyes
And rise and shine
You spend you life dreaming, running around in a trance
You hang out forever and still miss the dance
And if you get lucky, you might find someone
To help you get over the pain that will come
Yeah, you were so cool back in high school, what happened
You were sure not to have your spirits dampened
But youre just a poor boy alone in this world
Youre just a poor boy alone in this world
And its wake up time
Time to open up your eyes
And rise and shine
Well, if he gets lucky, a boy finds a girl
T o help him to shoulder the pain in this world
And if you follow your feelings and you follow your dreams
You might find the forest there in the trees
Yeah, youll be alright, its gonna take time, but now
Who could have seen youd be so ha rd to please somehow
Youre just a poor boy, a long way from home
Youre just a poor boy, a long way from home
And its wake up time
Time to open up your eyes
And rise and shine
Cause its wake up time
Time to open up your eyes
And rise and shine
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Seldom Won
Independence, liberty and freedom
Bloodlessly won seldom
Stalwarts and leaders had shown wisdom
This all we now read in class rooms
Who will not want to be in free country?
Where it is classless, non racial and sans misery
What else can be dreamed of to lead it happily?
And country is surging ahead steadily
Foreign occupants are taken as cruel and marauders
Their position is that of land hungry and invaders
They might have plundered the country in process
And brutally murdered for gaining the access
All said and done and now they have packed
No more claims on our land is staked
We are fully independent and sovereign
Free from any yoke as independence is regained
What is scenario there after?
Is country leading towards disaster?
Is the freedom struggle really a boom?
Is there any scope for poor with room?
It has tuned into grim reality
It has proved our incompetence and inability
We have pushed country into Dark Age
We failed to look after people and manage
Farmers are coming suicide
Politicians are asking for free ride
Everybody is on rampage and hands are full of corruption
The loot is clearly seen and going on without any interruption
Yes, death is wealth
To take pride for Poor’s health
Where are we today on this freedom day?
Can they take us to peaceful way?
Can we not dream for two square meals?
Can they not strike a simple deal?
They come once in five years
To feed with oasis waters in deaf years
No answer may ever be found
Out economy is claimed to be sound
All well but country is in ill health
Entire country is robbed of its wealth
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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How To Rule
How to rule big country?
Fool its people and spread misery
You must have enough of skill and money
Then you can rule over with turn key
Who cares if farmers suicide?
Who cares if poor is crushed and dies?
Some paltry some for his descent funeral
And few bucks to bereaved family on arrival
Where my country is heading for?
Why Jumbo Boeing jets are landing on soil unsought for
Why coal has turned white all of sudden?
Why country is so much worried and laden?
Moguls thought years back and stayed
British did it and successfully swayed
Plundered the country and took wealth abroad
What is the scene today to share the load?
Again and again tax is forced
Sky is limit but country has progressed
Congress does repeat show and may get biting dust
One big push is in offing and is certainly must
Poor may die of hunger
Still may not show any anger
They are given lollypop
Along with liquor, dhoti* and utensils hope
They will form government again at centre
All thugs will assemble to share the butter
All perks and emoluments may be doubled
Country may go to dogs and remain troubled
Politicians play the trick and cheat the voters
Lion's share is grabbed and play as sorters
Each area is divided and to be ruled
No interference is promised and public is fooled
This is my country and is called safe heaven
Millions of refuges cross over illegally and settle down
You ask for ration card, identity proof and light bill
Everything is ready for our innocent nationals to be killed
* Dhoti ….Long cloth for wrapping body
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Ill Find My Way Home
You ask me where to begin
Am I so lost in my sin
You ask me where did I fall
Ill say I cant tell you when
But if my spirit is lost
How will I find what is near
Dont question Im not alone
Somehow Ill find my way home
My sun shall rise in the east
So shall my heart be at peace
And if youre asking me when
Ill say it starts at the end
You know your will to be free
Is matched with love secretly
And talk will alter your prayer
Somehow youll find you are there.
Your friend is close by your side
And speaks in far ancient tongue
A seasons wish will come true
All seasons begin with you
One world we all come from
One world we melt into one
Just hold my hand and were there
Somehow were going somewhere
Somehow were going somewhere
[interlude]
You ask me where to begin
Am I so lost in my sin
You ask me where did I fall
Ill say I cant tell you when
But if my spirit is strong
I know it cant be long
No questions Im not alone
Somehow Ill find my way home
Somehow Ill find my way home
Somehow Ill find my way home
Somehow Ill find my way home
song performed by by Vangelis
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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No Access To Fast Food, Branded Clothes And
The creation of nations,
that have passion,
for money and power,
is the absolute poverty.
Not having the access,
to shelter, food and clothing,
to have a healthy living.
Fifteen percent Americans,
fall under poverty line,
and they earn,
less than,
ONLY 22K American dollar,
per year.
In other parts of the world,
people live,
in appropriate poverty,
and they live on,
2 dollars a day,
six hundred dollars a year,
five people can eat,
have shelter and simple clothing,
still they are healthy.
slim and fit.
Europeans are clever,
to make the people to believe,
that they are poor,
earning only 800 Euro a month,
Which is above,
the average annual income,
of many developing nations,
where people have,
no access to any wealth and health.
All of us stay in the same earth,
but the value of properties,
and the rental acquired,
through the properties,
differ substantially.
Politicians of the poor nations,
have abysmal knowledge on economics.
To be a rich nation,
we should have values,
but these clowns are short sighted,
to look at the value,
of their own properties!
Do not say that they are poor,
because the term poor itself,
will be ashamed,
for using its credibility,
for wrong purpose.
Please do not call them poor,
when the nations are able to provide them,
the food, shelter and health care.
Find a suitable word,
and leave the poor alone,
who have no access,
to any of these comforts on their own,
and their nations,
are unable to provide them,
the access to the comfort.
Reason for writing this poem.
The feelings of the poor are the same through out the world, irrespective of the countries that they are staying, but the proper definition for poverty should be clarified before classifying the people as poor, which means the poor of one country may be considered as the rich in another country. Then what is the real meaning for poverty?
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Around The World
Refrain:
Can you feel it
Can you feel it
What it means to hold a hand
Ive been around the world
Can you feel it
Can you feel it
What it means to have a friend
Ive been around the world
Refrain B:
If you need a hand, you can find a friend
In every nation, of this world
If you need a hand, you can find a friend
In every nation, of this world
Rap 1:
Ive been around the world, saw the desert and the rainbow
I go for the show, from the sand to the snow
Moskau to Manila, Milano to Beijng
Caracas to Capetown and back to Montreal
Stop running everyday from the pain, say no go
Driving you insane, no shame that you want let show
Call my name, I feel the same when you have sorrow
Grow let it go, there will always be a tomorrow
Rap 2:
All around the world, when you need a friend
Ill be there, anywhere, dont care, with a helping hand
Understand one another till the end
I swear, Im fair, I care, always gonna be there
Black, white, yellow, no matter if youre young or old
All for one, one for all, thats what my mother told me
Different colours and faces, find the trace
To your base embrace this human race
Life, will flow like a waterfall
Ive been around the world saw the desert and the rainbow
Rap 3:
Ive been around the world, saw the desert and the rainbow
I go for the show, from the sand to the snow
From New York to Paris, Sao Paulo to London
Sidney to Munich and back to Jakarta
Huge and unvorgetable China
People so open much more as I expected
Invincible pleasure in Brasil, Samba
Fond of life, there was no time to chill
Ive been around the world a thousand times for sure
Could be more explore before you walk through that door
song performed by by DJ Bobo
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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