{Happy 74th Independence day}
{15th August 2020}
Our country was not born this day;
Invaders were fought against and driven out,
Through decades of drilling episodes.
Independence is not a concept but a feeling.
Existing and exceeding ills,hurt this feeling;
Daily toxins,released by infected minds,
Invade and pollute the air of independence.
Brewing conflicts of religion and language,
Batter the butter into pieces,with little scope
For a free,deep breath, at each one's space.
Binoculars are used to spot historical dots,
As missing masterstrokes of mainstream heroes.
New stones are laid to inscribe forgotten names.
But the pride of the hour is the holistic grasp
Of long drawn disputes,with a judicial score.
Between the Pandemic and the Pan India plans,
God has reassured his most believed,Main Spot,
To auger hopes,for injecting the vaccine of unity.
Let our traditions outwit the temper of politics,
Making our freedom mean truly, what it depicts.
P. Chandrasekaran.
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