A nation true to it's nature
True to it culture not withstanding
Never taking no for an answer
Ready to build a future of possibilities
A nation whose name sounds agog around the world
But yet silence rains in its own world.
Through my eye
I see
I see pain from that little foetus
Ready to be born to us
Are we ready for such Innocency?
Again are we ready for a change?
Through my eye
I see
I see a nation bound with love
Yet divided in confusion
They forget their origin
They forget how mama trusted us
To keep the home sacred and pure
They forget.
My eyes have seen a lot
Yet tears hangs in there
Refuses to drop for fear of mockery
What will mama say?
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