Aren't we Strayed? -a sonnet.
In this land of Harischandra, India,
The wheel of life moves indifferent
Why this indolence, seek the media
Come to inferences sadly different.
Pre-independent leaders sacrificed
Disinterested in worldly benefits; they
In freedom-struggle rooted, crucified
Oozing blood stirred their spirit gay.
But the blood and spirit, now diluted
Ungrateful generations grow up lazy.
Sans sense of history, love is looted
Whereto Indians! through way greasy.
Awake brothers, why are we betrayed
As hound chasing sheep we are strayed?
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