
As the flag unfurls amidst
The birds in the sky,
Our Indian blood makes our
"Patriotism" run high.
We walk around with flags,
And shout greetings on the street,
Not noticing the blood that
Runs crimson at our feet.
When equality has become more
Of a slogan than a practice,
We pretend to be deaf to all
Inequality that surrounds us.
Happy Independence Day, India,
You're free from outer rule,
Now only crippled by the atrocity
That your people have fueled.
When you say a word enough,
It loses all meaning,
Independence, freedom, atrocity,
Sinning, equality, demeaning,
Now they're all just words,
Without the power they did hold,
So let's be the voice that
Has meaning to uphold.
Mafazah Sharafuddin is a Class X student at a private school in Mangaluru.
Comments
Mafazah there is a small changes in your poem... Any way good writings. Amazing.
Language and presentation excellent.
Good poem Mafazoooo. You are a little staarrrr!
Wonderful. Keep it up.
Beautifully written. Nice flow. An honest attempt to express yourself. Congratulations
Wonderfully written!
Mafaza has a way with words.Simply Amazing !!
How nice! how meaningful!
This can be parallel national anthem for oppressed and suppressed Indians!
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