The Golden Bird Poem by Areena Arora
The Golden Bird
Our India needed help
golden bird was turning to hell
foreigners were ruling
trading at high rates was a way of fooling
A few came up to fight
for the snatched Indian rights
instead some were vice
as they took the devil's advice
Still there was a lamp, a light
uniting an army for the fight
unity in diversity was clearly seen
as we threw away those who were mean.
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8/29/2026 3:08:34 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
Very well written verses for Indian independence.