The imagination of every nation is possessed

Mortality stares at every one

Our jokes are our fears disguised

Our hopes are our despair coloured

One girl demands her dead brother

Another her husband or son or mother or brother or sister

People are anguished but not angry

Since their enemy is invisible

They fight with shadows

Perfect inside  labyrinth

They have choice

between bankruptcy and self -destruction

The debates go on

The mikes are muted

Minds are convoluted

We long for light

That never comes without fight

The posterity

Is preparing for battles

While we turn mere cheerleaders!

 

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My appeal to folks

Never trust the vested interests

Who promise heaven and

deliver a veritable hell

Once in five years

They need your nod

To sit on throne

They tantalize you

With offers galore

You've to use your reason

To trounce their treason

You are real rulers

Real lions

But select those

Who trod on you

And shed tears in vain

Awaken from addiction

To archaic ideas

And helpless groans

"We ,the people of India"

Need to rejuvenate

Our love for life of liberty

And avoid death sans dignity!