Independence Day Poem

"Through songs of glory
And chattering hymns,
Through uproars
And shrieks,
Through ghastly silence
Through raucous war cries..
Through tyrannical invaders
And punchdrunk rulers..
Through powercrazy democracy
And the blind judiciary..
I sometimes wonder how my country has survived..

Perhaps,
Irrigated by the holy waters of the rivers galore,
And resurrected by holier blood of patriotic valour..
A crazy zeal to protect the tricolour..
Of some unfathomable sacrifices done without a favour..

Yes, somehow we have survived.
We have fought back the evil only to see the birth of a new evil.
But as the evil continues to threaten and smother us in the midnight hour,
A revolution is brewing somewhere,
And a new India is taking its first little baby steps..
I am sure it will rise up and start to walk on its own,
Run, jump and learn to dream of flying high one day using the wings of fire and courage..
The golden bird is long buried,
The blossoming bud is all that is left of us..
The dark clouds of gloom
Will pass
And a resplendent morning awaits our sun kissed shores."

-Devashish Palkar