Perplexed I stood amidst the darkness of night,
Haunted by the news that scrolled on the screen.
A fourteen year old- drained by her kith.
What was her sin?
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Forlorn he behind the bars,
No bail, no trial
A fragile frame with manifold ails!
Why this delay, why do we lag?
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Sixty two summers have elapsed after you became a republic,
A cradle that yields all good to its public
A soil where four religions sprouted
Other major doctrines also you welcomed
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When the righteousness fades,
Incarnation occurs.
The thought is epical,
But the changes are radical.
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