India's August 15th..

   

August 15^th 1947 was not just another day.

How many here know, how many days went before it,

To make it the day it is and it came to be!

And how many were dead, to drive others to this day!.

Like wreathes placed on tombs and coffins,

Freedom, bloomed on bodies sown as seeds,

Sprouting, like a cluster of seedlings from the soil.

Our freedom was borrowed,from the breath of others

Who lost it, to chase the colonial curse out of the soil.

We have seen nearly seven decades of independence,

But the fruits of freedom are not yet ripe,

With rife wrangling and bickering, among my post 47

Brothers and sisters, clamoring for the entire tree, with the fruit.

We hoist out national flag on every August 15^th

With patented pride, to celebrate our independence;

We bully others every day, before and after this  day.

Though this day’s guard of honour, is due only to those,

Who ever had the guts to unfurl the national flag,

When the alien brains hurt the native hands, holding it.

The cry for independence was stronger than the catch of it.

And now the grasp of independence vests rightly with those,

Who would let the tree and its fruit belong to all,

For whose sake lives were lost, like candles in a race.

                                                                 P.Chandrasekaran.