I saw the murk invading all around.
The time was becoming merciless hound.
Ramule of olive were withered and succumbed.
The singer of fraternity was becoming dumb.
Oh Youth Oh the power of the Nation
You are almighty, source of creation.
I've seen the rising sun on your face.
Come front dear youth, you should win the race.
Have you heard the bawl of the Earth.
The holy mother, the cause of thy birth.
Is mourning with tear-dropped eyes.
And her babble reverberates in the Sky.
Deep divine danced delighting.
Defeated demon deplored deep.
Downy dolly decorates deity.
Poet's paradise peep.
The mankind entered into, third millennium.
Globe became a pueblo, and looking awesome.
We are mulling up of, migrating on moon.
Township in welkin, may turn true soon