independence day poetry

well, here is a nice poem that i found in my inbox.
i'm indian, so the poem also posted in the context of indian independence day which falls on 15th of august.
happy independence day to everyone by the way, if you are reading the same on the right time.


When I looked into the pages of history

My heart drenched with pain and misery

Every battle our hero’s has fought

Every battle we made them to loose

Every time they felt the humiliation

Every time they subject to sedition

Its all because of we ….

we the people of this nation

All the foreign invaders to this land

All the Moghuls, Portuguese and Pathan

All those French , Dutch and English

Who could dare to intrude in grace….

Its all because of us, us and only us…

We forgave them and adopt them most

Only to sacrifice our own interest

Now we are beating the drum called unity

And we are proud of

Chanting the dictum called Unity in Diversity

Bapu preached the gospel of peace

Subhas became the subject of anguish

British could not find the way to resist

They left the land in torment

Tearing its land from its heart

Leaving behind the bleeding people

Who lost every thing in the turmoil….

Hoping for a bright future

India got the sovereign status….

Sixty years has passed from that date

Still we are far behind the achievement

Our best brains has left our country

Wise and learned prefer to live in solitary

Qualified has lost his job to the unqualified

Morbid moments lingering with the talented

People here die out of starvation

But the utensil we use is from foreign

The concept of divide and rule still persists

Sometimes Sikhs sometimes Muslims

Sometimes the lower caste and OBCs

They are made pawns of the political chess

Still we fail to understand this subtle message

wake up ……..

Oh’ come on the people of this land

Wake up to recognize the good and the bad

This religion, land, money and power

All looks lucrative when peace is there

With an empty stomach

What is democracy and what is jihad?

Don’t dance in the tune of others

Isn’t our own music is enough?

Independence day will come and go

To understand the real meaning

We need to wake up and enrage our ego.