Tri Color
Tri color may be furled tomorrow in the sky
We raise our head and try
Look! It is our national flag
Freedom is there and in bag
Yes, we have made progress
Clean roads are their with smooth surface
Yet we need to strive hard and chase
All our dreams that were not realized in some cases
We look towards stable nation
Cordial atmosphere with strong relation
We are seen with high hope
Our progress is constant and non stop
We lack many things
As new nation we may miss certain things
Yet some lapses are not to be forgotten
The basket is certainly having few eggs as rotten
What do we reiterate on this Independence Day?
Look towards leadership and shut the eyes any way?
No we need to improve and warn leaders
You may face same grave as ours
Millions starve for the want of food
Our crop is bumper and good
We can feed domestic people
As we as help those who are in trouble
We need warehouses and not stadiums
We need to balance with equilibrium
Grain should not rot in open
The situation should not slip out of hand and turn
Let freedom be seen in truest form
Let national wealth remain at home
Foreign help is necessary and welcome
Yet neighborhood should prove troublesome
Raise head with honor and assert
We shall be second to none in desert
We shall come up with green belt and make revolution
Country may witness real progress with firm resolution
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O, Brothers and sisters
O, Egyptian brothers and sisters
You have done it and it matters
Your flag is high up in the air
Your means were just and fair
We look forward to such an occasion
Wherever the freedom is in question
You may stand brave in our eyes and deserve esteem
You may breathe fresh air with independence and freedom
So many countries still reel under occupation
It has direct bearing on this struggle and relation
It may be foreign subjugation or forced annexation
They must release and come out in open with indication
No foreign yoke or slavery can last long
It is blot on our thinking and very wrong
How can one nation rule over another?
When they are suppose to act as big or small brother
Foreign rule is yet understandable
It can be kept under control and manageable
What happens when hardship is not mitigated?
When there is forced labor and population completely isolated
You have done all whatever you could do to defend the honor
The occupant was your own country man and not foreigner
What a pity when country is put to shame along with people?
This struggle was self ignited one and from any quarter enforceable
Whole nation was in street caring for no food, water or shelter
What an historic gathering when you were subjected to run for cover!
There was enough of bad rule and now it was time to act
Nothing was expected anything short but exit with facts
No honor is that high to keep the head high
No height is that high where flag can not reach and fly
Salute to all those who kept the nation above everything
The sacrifice was needed to pay it as tribute for something
Whole world is watching your heroic struggle with keen interest
It has come out of its own without any external help and stood the test
All have passed off peacefully to witness new emerging nation
Its roots are deep and may send joyous messages across other nations
If I could pay any respect for your efforts
It may be bowing down of head in respect
I am sure the freedom candle may be kept on burning
Till the peace and property is not returning
Let us resolve it first to stand together
Let the treachery and slavery exist any where
We shall unite in fight against injustice
Torch of freedom may light again with full of promises
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A Newer India!
A newer India will soon emerge,
Like a phoenix from the freedom's ashes!
World's most populous country India,
Will be the cynosure of all eyes soon!
The land has sacred soil and heritage,
Where dwelt kings, emperors, seers and sages;
Where flows the many sacred rivers too,
Whose banks have towns of learning for ages!
With freedom got, just sixty-five years back,
The nation grew in leaps and bounds so well;
The future of Indians is pretty good,
If only perseverance continues.
More than a billion people live here-in;
The Indian brains are second to no one;
Our scientists man key centers here/abroad,
With contributions globally, worthwhile.
Our freedom-fighters have been role-models;
Our defence forces rank at par with world's;
Food-crops grown here are sent to foreign lands;
Our students train abroad to turn experts.
Our country has made rapid strides in fields
Akin our counterparts abroad, always;
Our youngsters have the verve and zeal for feats
Like any other well-developed nation.
If communist, a nation can progress,
Why shouldn't a democratic India?
Our strong-willed people can bring progress fast;
Let's learn and train from wisdom of the past!
Bring on the resurgence, O Indians!
We have the skills and talents aplenty;
We can surpass most nations in health, wealth;
We need to trust ourselves with new resolve!
A newer India will soon emerge,
Like a phoenix from the freedom's ashes!
The dreams of Indian youth will turn real;
With faith, we can move mountains into seas!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 15-08-12
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Independance Day!
I am the 15th august
I am remembered for one day every year
I make you proud every year
I am your life's most memorable august.
I make you feel free,
I give a unique feeling,
You've now got an independent country,
I've given you the most cherished feeling.
I have been your most sought day,
You gave innumerable sacrifices,
Ultimately I came out be your dream day.
I've given your life the best of the rarest prizes.
I am the Independence Day,
I've given you a hope for the future.
You've now got an open cage to live in.
I am your freedom day.
You make unlimited promises on this day,
You take vows to make your nation pride,
You make promises of taking the nation forward,
You plan of making the nation bright.
All your promises remain as promises.
All your plans get buried the next day.
All your aspirations flow along with your celebrations
You barely remember what actually your promises were
You feel patriotic for just one day
You flow into the celebrations the whole day
You proudly wave the national flag around
You keep the flag close to your chest
Eight hours of sleep is enough
To make us forget this memorable day
Weren't the sacrifices more than enough
To make us realize the value of this day
They fought for their lovely country
They died to save their dying Nation
They struggled for the elusive Independence
They had really hoped for a much better Nation
I proudly say I am the Independence Day
I fill your heart with 365 days of vigor
I give you the confidence of building a better Nation
I give you the feeling of making the Nation Bigger
I still see hungry people around
I still see child slaves around
I see people dividing themselves.
I get pained by the different classes around
This is not the Nation they fought for,
This is not the day they fought for.
Let's make a real unanimous vow
Let's promise that we are going to look after the Nation now
I plead you not to treat me as any other day
Let's make everyday as an Independence Day
Let's remove the hatred and spread Love around
I ask you to give some value for this Day
I am 15th August, I am the Independence Day
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A Democratic Leader's Second Term in Office
When people give some leaders, second term,
It shows that they repose a lot of faith,
And strongly hope their dreams in life come true,
And basic amenities are given.
The country must be back in progress' path!
The leader carries heavy yoke on him;
The people's expectations are quite high;
Things must be done with speed to people's taste!
The massive mandate's sign of urgency!
There is no time to waste or to delay;
The people's sufferings must cease too soon;
Relief must be the need of hour and day!
The leader realizes his new job,
And greater responsibility;
Election promises must be sure kept;
The voter's aches of heart and home must heal!
Being a leader great is not a joke;
Remaining in authority is tough;
You got to satisfy the common man,
And richer class must grow richer with time!
The act of balancing is rather tough;
The road to regain progress is quite rough;
The past mistakes and blunders are enough;
Democracy must make all voters laugh!
A second time is tougher than the first;
The people's patience stands on brink of hope;
The nation's heart must beat in rhythm soon;
Economy must be fast vitalized!
Congrats to leaders who get second terms;
It is a test of their prowess and skills;
The power of the gab will not help now;
All want good things to happen very fast!
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We Claim to Be
We claim to be honest on election’s eve
So many tall promises and high hope to give
Making impossible to realize if given chance
To stick to chair with glue if given chance at once
It is not likely that particular people are guilty
They are gifted with knowledge and ability
They have nice background and family history
People can vote him and later on won’t feel sorry
It is like high profile proficiency to spread the net
Keep all the spoils legally and not others let
It is such lucrative field that no one may want to leave
They want others to listen to them and believe
When country is wedded to certain principles
Some of the high ideals are to be observed as pillars
No one may buy your arguments for failure
As it is linked to survival and country’s future
Country doesn’t get independence overnight
So many sacrifices have to be made and offered a fight
Nation can then heave a sigh of relief
Expressing all thanks with honor and belief
Time comes when tide is turned
Power makes them corrupt and expectations never returned
Not all the people can raise a banner or turn against
Something else remains on card to get the best
It is acid test for emerging nations
They have to maintain cordial relations
With hostile neighbors and powerful nations
They may want to course the economy and permanent stations
There may be different though of schools
No one can for long make them fools
It is national interest, honor and pride
That guides future course and sentiments to ride
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Independence Day
On July the Fourth we celebrate
with fireworks so high.
We shoot them off and watch them
as they burst into the sky
reminding us that rockets were a part
of our history.
As a nation, we were formed with hopes
that we'd all be free,
Free from intolerance, injustice
and religious bigotry.
We started out with all of these
but slowly we did see
that ideals in this country
slowly did they change
and now as fireworks go off
I find it rather strange
that different points of view
that make us who we are,
just like the flag we raise
with each and every star
have eroded the respect we had
from all around the world.
We've made so many enemies
that when our flag's unfurled
it's hard to stop the tears we have
streaming from our eyes.
Let's pray our Independence Day
once again will rise
and become the day it was meant to be
when it first was found
so our children's freedom
will stand on solid ground.
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Centennial
Come all ye friends of Liberty,
Who love our good old nation,
Let hands and hearts united be,
And beat the wide creation.
For this is our Centennial year,
The birthday of our nation;
For it is just one hundred years
That's stood our good old nation.
CHORUS:
Centennial! Centennial!
Hurrah to the Centennial;
And many, many people gone
To our national Centennial.
To Philadelphia people went,
And more was sure to go, sir;
They say there was things to be seen
Of a hundred years ago, sir.
Come all ye sons of liberty,
That love our good old nation,
Unite and keep our country free,
And the stars and stripes a waving.
The revolutionary war was fought
To gain our independence,
That we a nation great may be,
Both free and independent.
They fought the British, far and near,
For freedom, and they gained it --
In Centennial years of Jubilee,
Let Columbia's sons maintain it.
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60th Republic Day Celebrations in India (Jan 26th 2010)
Unfurl the tricolor flag, Indians!
And hoist it high upon the mast;
And let it move in freedom’s wind;
And make the country, Indians, proud!
Salute the national flag, Indians!
And sing the song of freedom’s love!
Remember how freedom was won
By Fighters’ Struggle, sacrifice!
Pray for the lives lost in the fight,
And emulate their examples;
Learn to be patriotic more,
And do your duty with fervor.
Take oath to serve our motherland;
Bharat is home of Indians;
We love its varied heritage;
All Indians are our fellowmen!
Let’s foster love, peace, harmony;
Let’s make the country better still;
Let’s unite against terrorism;
Let’s make India, a nation strong!
Jai Hind! Jai Bharat!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-26-2010
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Rest With People
Power should rest with people
No one should cause any trouble
It has to be free country with freedom dissent
Not all should be granted or to be taken for assent
Of course power by the people, for the people and of the people
But power not to be cornered by and centered with any single
This gives rise to concentration of wealth by limited persons
They will adopt the ways contrary to for the various reasons
No body should be placed above law
Policy should be crystal cleared and devoid of any flaw
How can hungry nation face the onslaught of any large scale corruption?
When nation is mourning the deaths of farmers with lots of questions
National wealth is taken out of country and placed in secret vault
Still corrupt politicians are no ready to address the faults
Inhuman atrocity committed on peaceful demonstration
And now will power exposed for the power concentration
Why such powers can not be divested by country people?
How can handful of people take caw in hand and impose will?
How can country grant liberty under the guise of democracy?
Only people’s can will prevail and assert the supremacy
Why can’t the traitors be hanged in open?
Why issues relating to corruption can not be reopened?
What is worrying them to expose the nexus and modus operand?
How can country be called republic and clear the stand?
Innocent people can’t be brutally attacked at night
Had they come to interrupt the city life or to fight?
Any lawlessness can’t be tolerated for a second
But brutal behavior must be totally condemned
Where are we heading for future action?
Waiting for corrupt people to come spoil harmony with any reaction?
The country demands explanation from unlawful higher ups
Either they reform themselves or make exit and shut up
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Are They Children Of A Lesser GOD?
the children of this country should be happy as can be
for they do not have to live in such poverty.
most at least have clothes on their backs
a bed in which to sleep, and food
even if it's only once a day.
and they're taught how to pray.
we are much better off than other countries
around the world.
but try to tell that to the hungry boy or girl.
we are a nation from all walks of life
and have fought so that freedom can ring
and to our national anthem sing.
our children dream of things that they could be
because in this land, dreams can come true.
so let us now see what we can do
to help our brothers' me and you'.
the other child dreams of a warm bed
and a roof over their head.
a bath to wash off the dirt of the day away
a family member with whom they could stay.
clean clothes, clean socks, something which
they have not got.
food set on a table, and someone to help
them if their not able.
to be able to go to school, and learn the golden rule.
to be able to play in the streets
instead of digging in cans for something to eat.
to be able to see a doctor when they're not well
instead of being 'sent to hell'.
to be able to see love in an adults face
and not have to hide in fear and disgrace.
because they were abused by someone who did
not care, whether they lived or died.
and always told the same old lies.
are they children of a lessr GOD?
no! ! for GOD gave us all those rights
and we as adults have to stand up and fight.
stop the abuse in third world nations
let them see GODS creations.
stop the wars, stop the abuse
put the drugs we've got, to good use.
help the elderly, the young, the lame
for we are all the same.
we must practise what we preach it is
the only way that we could reach
all the children who were given to us from above
if they're shown kindness and love.
we won't be here to help them grow
so let's help them today
that much i know.
they are our future, can't you see
for tomorrow we'll be history.
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Our Own Grave
We dug our own grave
We simply surrendered and gave
All our freedom and sovereignty
It was bad on our to show inability
They have only exploited situation
We are to be blamed for its continuation
Even after so many years of freedom
Have we ever felt its test seldom?
We blame the invaders for doing wrong on our country
But we never point out the disunity and feel pity
Even today we are pulling our own legs
Every one is known by different tags
We may offer great sacrifices but of no avail
The situation may still be grim and prevail
Why all bloody wars have failed to deliver results?
The nation has remained under domination with insults
We focus only on atrocities committed in past
We have no courage to point out lapses but cast only doubt
Who cares for the country’s future division?
Only we invite enemies for further invasion
Now they may not come with huge armies to invade
They will make you slave by offering trade
Whole system may be bugged to weaken base
You may then have no time to come out of it and chase
When you are under economic domination
Whole of the countries affair may be subject to question
You may have no say in international affairs
No one may see you with respect and offer chair
Many countries have rolled under financial burdens
They have bartered national interest with stance hardened
Country remains poor along with large population
Bulk of them hardly meet requirements in relation
Country need to be self sufficient in all respects
Young, old and alike must come out strong with acts
If we can manage our own affairs and stand
Nobody on earth can subdue us but remain as friend
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Indian Tiranga (tricolour)
First unfurled was the Indian tricolor
on Everest the world's highest peak.
All the three colors are deliberated
to give some message and to speak.
Dark saffron, white and Indian green
three colors of Indian national flag
all in horizontal rectangular bars
top to bottom respectively placed.
Green band at bottom say to everyone
grow with greenery and agriculture,
White band in middle of it, gives us
message of peace, truth and culture,
Saffron say us be brave and courageous
don't hesitate to sacrifice if nation needs,
Wheel of twenty four spokes at centre
tells, on path of progress always proceed.
Made of hand spun Indian cloth, Khadi
at one hand symbolises pride of nation;
Design and color, in symbolic language
say on other, what ought to do Indians.
(C) S. D. Tiwari
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India’s 62nd Independence Day
We celebrate an Independence Day –
The 62nd on 15th August;
But ‘All’s not well’ with India today!
Let Indians do introspection first.
Our freedom got hasn’t improved poor man’s lot!
Corruption rules the roost in many ways;
In selfish maze, most Indians are caught;
We must improve truly our global face.
Much heinous crimes are increasingly done;
Terrorism is something we must fight;
All vice in life, we Indians must shun;
Our hearts and minds must always think aright.
We ought to labor hard with new-found zeal;
The key to success is perseverance;
All inter-state wounds, we must surely heal;
The country needs much better governance.
We ought to love all Indians equally;
Caste, creed, community shouldn’t disturb peace;
Let’s take a vow to not ‘strike’ frequently;
All internecine problems should well cease.
Let’s join to build a country rich and strong;
A billion souls need food, shelter, clothing;
To fellowmen, let’s never do a wrong;
A song of unity, we must all sing.
Our country’s diversity is its strength;
United, we become a super-power;
Illiteracy must be trimmed in its length;
On leaders all, may God wisdom shower!
The freedom that we got was through blood-shed;
Most freedom-fighters sacrificed their lives;
Our patriotism should not be dead;
Let love for brethren, nation be twin-drives!
Let youngsters dream of making India proud;
Good health for all must be primary aim;
Religion, politics shouldn’t be our shroud;
Our heritage rich, bomb-culture shouldn’t maim!
Let’s sing our National Anthem with fervor;
Let’s ‘talk less, work more’ and progress with time;
Let’s pray and thank the Almighty-Giver;
Let discipline be our advantage prime!
Jai Hind! Jai Bharat! We love our motherland!
Dedicated to all patriotic Indians
Copyright by Dr John Celes (drcelestinemd) 08-12-2008
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The Fight Against Corruption
The country cannot bear it anymore;
The vice has gained in-roads to every sphere;
Corruption rules the roost in daily life;
The weed has grown much better than good plants!
The common man’s the most affected one;
Corruption stays in forms, guises galore;
Taxes are worse and thanks to corruption;
No one is happy with the pay he gets!
Cheating has turned to be the way of life;
Stealing is not a crime for corrupted;
Corruption is the prime cause for price-rise;
The big cheats thrive despite the stricter laws.
Progress has been stifled by corruption;
The hand is used to get bribes all life-time;
The tongue speaks lies with ease and variety;
The time has come to root out corruption.
But who will fight this social evil great?
The few who try are not perfect at all;
The honest ones who try don’t make headway;
The beast is live and loitering afree!
The shark no longer stays in deeper seas;
The ice-berg’s tip can’t be made out these days;
The roots are stronger, gone too far and wide;
The habit’s now second nature of man!
No nation can go on in this fashion;
The good that’s done is undone by this bad!
A popular uprising is the answer;
But good leaders are not an easy find!
Fasting is not the way of doing things;
Violence only begets violence with time;
A lot of patience is needed to fight;
Unite must souls, hearts, minds to curb menace.
Real progress comes if corruption’s less;
Most people are fed up with how things are;
A renaissance must soon stem this vice fast;
Just righteousness can win over evils!
’Tis time to fight corruption in all ways;
Perseverance will tilt the balance soon;
A lot of sacrifice is essential;
The victory is a priceless gift to man!
Fondly dedicated to ‘Anna Hazare’, Indian freedom-fighter
Copyright by Dr John Celes 10-06-11
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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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Why you need benevolent dictator?
Why will you need benevolent dictator?
Somebody to act on your behalf as care taker
Punish arbitrally all those who are dishonest
Still known as king maker and called honest,
What would you do when found in traps?
No food, shelter, work or water in taps,
Faced with dire consequences on the world map
No resources left and nothing more left to tap,
You may find their children in foreign land,
Great pomp and show in marriage with music band
When face problem in country, accuse foreign hand?
Promises of air castle and more huts in sand,
They have huge palaces and enough money abroad
With known trick of connivance without any load
Let national economy suffer and be in doll drums
We will not strive hard and keep always mum
I know you will not raise finger and also rise,
Living still be costly with many more surprises
Who will come forward and who will make you apprise?
Their roots are deep and you stand to loose and polarize,
They collect money freely and act as lord
Neither to keep promises nor to keep with words
Country is taken for granted and develop like den,
They promise to make cities as in Singapore or Eden,
It is not that countrymen are fool,
Watch it from distance with mind cool,
They will try to catch bull by horns,
No signals or indication will be given………
You will need a person with strong resolve
Make bold move with dedication and solve
Unite the nation with one voice
Find honour and place without nay noise
If we find such person then we may nod
All our good wishes and prayer to the God
Let country remain united and live in peace
We may breathe freedom and live at ease
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Politician
Can you make and figure it out?
Who it can be and probably what about?
Round face, clumsy body with belly out
We can easily think and make it out
“What is secret of your being in field?
Is it money, fame or power to yield? ”
I parried question to a well-known leader
Who was considered to be a well known cheater
He boosted him self by arrogant words
Good oratory and words was his sword
No respect for ordinary man’s world
Lukewarm response and attitude cold
They may differ and raise the slogans
Threaten with demonstration and attack with gun
I shall stick to the position and never budge
How can they decide my future and judge?
I am not sage or holy saint
People may starve and in street faint
Media may publish and bad figure paint
What it will do……………………
People may starve as prices soar
I will shed tears but lions like roar
There may be hue, cry and uproar
I will curse the luck but blessings shower
What do I know about national honour?
Money and fame is only need of an hour
I shall have domestic as well as foreign tours
It will be at the cost of exchequer and yours
National wealth will be simply siphoned
Unknown wealth amassed and assets owned
No one may dare to raise the question
Everybody is same so out of question
I may last long and nothing to fear
Insult, shame and blame I bear
So many accusations I may come across and hear
I will cry with people but shedding crocodile tears
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On Threshold
Are we on threshold of second revolution?
Millions heart already felt its elation'
Few steps away to root out corruption
If things go with support without interruption
People can tolerate maximum
They have zero power tolerance and can bear to minimum
The elasticity can loose its sensitivity
If compromised with its quality
No tyranny can last long ever
People may not forget it forever
When chance come to strike
Tyrants has to flee and take firs flight
One voice is sufficient
To raise the banner and message be sent
It may create the ripples in enemy circle
They might now have sensed the trouble
This is how revolution takes place
It is for survival and not for any race
Popular will is against the misrule
They can’t make everybody fool
Country must come first above everything
Its unique stand and pride is meant for something
No matter how much sacrifice we have to give?
Else our future generation may not forgive
The holy soil always wants sacrifice
A stable stand and with full of promises
That land may remain sacred and for all
The poor and deprived ones must receive attention and call
We can do even without meals
But they should not make move to steal
On our freedom and hard won liberty
At the cost of our inability and poverty
We may die for honor
But not for corruption and dishonor
They must get warning signal
That there may be unpleasant situation on arrival
Let there be good sense and prevail
All systems may not work and fail
We stand together for it not to succeed
They must pay the respect and heed
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Freedom
We the people of the United States
In order to form a more perfect union
Stop pretending that you've never been bad
You're never wrong and you've never been dirty
You're such a saint, that ain't the way we see you
You want to rule us with an iron hand
You change the lyrics and become Big Brother
This ain't Russia, you ain't my Dad or Mother
(They never knew anyway)
'Cuz I never walk away from what I know is right
But I'm gonna turn my back on you
Freedom, we're gonna ring the bell
Freedom to rock, freedom to talk
Freedom, raise your fist and yell
Freedom to rock, freedom to talk
Freedom-ring
You're playing God from your ivory tower
Back off preacher, I don't care if it's Sunday
I ain't no angel, but I never felt better
We're a make-up metal degeneration
We're not as stupid as you want to make us
You better leave us man
'Cuz you sure can't take us
Nobody better tell you how to live your life
You gotta do it on your own
Freedom, we're gonna ring the bell
Freedom to rock, freedom to talk
Freedom, raise your fist and yell
Freedom to rock, freedom to talk
Freedom-ring
Cuz I never walk away from what I know is right
But I'm gonna turn my back on you
Freedom, we're gonna ring the bell
Freedom to rock, freedom to talk
Freedom, raise your fist and yell
Freedom
song performed by by Alice Cooper
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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I Pledge
I pledge allegiance to national flag
Let there be any attempt to tarnish the image or drag
It shall remain super most in my mind
I am not novice so not to understand and go blind
How many people have shed their blood for motherland?
How many might have perished in foreign land
For upholding the national pride and honor
What might have they expected in return for?
I am for sure many might have perished unsung?
No national anthem might have been aired or sung
Yet we owe our head in their honor for brave front
This is what all citizens expect from soldiers or want
Today we are free country with all liberal thoughts
On national front we have undergone sufferings when fought
No one wanted any material benefit but only free air
Have we given them what they wanted as fair share?
Motherland is compared to a beautiful and sacred lady
Love and respect shown for all the time from everybody
No one can think of harming national interest?
It is expected and desired even more as best
We have forgotten our past
We have lost the trust
Our head bows down in shame
Where to go and whom to blame?
The beautiful lady, motherland we call, is torn apart
She has been taken off cloths and divided in parts
Who can claim they have national interest at heart?
Can any one think of making again a noble start?
No, nothing will be done
Past golden days are for memory to remain
Flowers will laid as mark of respect once in year
Everybody is afraid and gripped of fear
We are killing our own brethrens
Poor are dying everyday without much concern
This is welfare state we enshrined?
Was that the show for later on to be fined?
We have created position to corner the wealth
Compromised with nature and helped to deteriorate health
It is world boxing match to attract more people
To pay for the show and invite more trouble
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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