ODE TO MOTHERLAND
I Bow To Thee, My Mother
I Thank Thee A Thousand Times
For All The Comforts You Gave Me
After Your Struggle With The Whites.
I Came To Know From My Elders
Both Known And Unknown To Me
That Long Before I Was Born
You Had A Loving Son Like Me.
This Son, Mahatma, With Others
Led The Battle From The Front
To Drive The British One And All
Out From You, My Motherland.
Though I Was Not Born To See
Your Other Son ,Jawahar,Unfurled The Flag
From The Ramparts Of Delhi Fort
On This Very Day, Now Six Decades Back.
When, After This Event, Mahatma Died
Jawahar , I Am Told, Took The Lead
To Start A Crusade Gainst All Odds
Towards A Progress We All Could See.
Modern Temples In The Form Of Dams
Built In Places As One Could See
Milk Flowed In Plenty, Enough And To Spare
Food Grains Flourished More Than Our Needs.
Scitech grew to match the best outside
We could walk with our heads held high
People all of different castes
Lived together as one great mass
We could show to the outside world
How Free we were from others' hold
Literacy rose to a level so high
Parts of the country became a matter of pride
If all these appeared too good to last
Many other problems remain unsolved
Number of heads to share this wealth
Became too large and affected your health
Petty quarels and fights alas
Soon became the order of the mass
Greed to grow rich without a thought
Robbed the gains of yester lots
I know, mother, you are now aggrieved
'Tis now my turn with others like me
Tocarry forward whence our elders left
To give you, mother, you are much needed rest
This I pledge I will do one day
With others like me joining the fray
Together we will complete the task undone
This is my promise as your worthy son
Composed by Baiyu
Mumbai, August 2007
@All rigths reserved. Do not copy
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