INDEPENDENCE?
Someone screamed the word freedom,
And we misunderstood it as safety.
Now even looking at my country's flag,
My head couldn't rise with the pride of our victory.
With every passing year, India is developing,
By the sacrifice of our martyrs, their nation is progressing.
Leading it is, even to the trough of the basic humanity,
The borders are only safe as the insides are hollow and depressing.
The valour of our martyrs has given India the independence to fly,
It took them two hundred years to stand against slavery and become stubborn.
The brave children of India would never let their mother be again enslaved or let her cry.
They safeguard its people, no matter one day, wrapped with tiranga they'll return.
This youth is so ambitious, is capable and self-dependent,
Said someone equal, each gender is now, well stood at the same level.
Each one is now learning, working, earning, and lavishly spending,
In the name of freedom, taking advantage of some lives is also a new label.
My nation of great justice has been playing the blame game for many years,
It'll continue to shamelessly fall having no distinct limit drawn at the right to liberty.
The maltreated, stripped and slaughtered daughter shall remain in unrest,
Nation of politics shall pull the just verdict forever questioning her dignity.
What crowd shall assemble to sing the national anthem together,
When the nation couldn't rise above the divided sections of discrimination.
Which society would stand up for the harassed segment of their brotherhood,
When even at the most disgusting sin, the guilty raise their head with liberation.
This secular federation each day tries to hide it's deepest fracture,
Portraying brotherhood, inside it attempts to stab the back of the nation and dismantle.
Each Hindustani might recite "Bharat Mata ki Jay" as a culture ,
But even today's youth, still differentiate between mosque and temples.
The masses just roll stones at the government for everything,
As if the homicide wasn't a common juvenile but coalition of the regime.
The Independence threw off the whites but the monsters still remain in the country,
Till then safety is a word, and independence can be called just myth for all victims.
~AGAMYA VERMA
