I see, painted across the wall,
Discoloured splotches and splashes
Of red, white and green.
They speak to me, ruefully,
In a spiral of nothingness.
The butterfly of freedom
Sits forlornly on
A flower of withering nationalism.
Integrity fades, a mere silhouette now
Against the backdrop of corruption.
Our country is built
On the pillars of sacrifice and unity.
But what have we today
As conclusive proof of evolution,
To show to the mighty men
And soldiers from yesteryears?
Are we thanking them
By jeopardizing Indian honour?
Is prejudice and mockery of the law
Our way of expressing gratitude
To those noble men
Who laid down their lives
For this very country?
We must begin now,
We have risen, and we will rise,
Slowly, and steadily,
Striving towards change,
Upholding our hard-earned honour,
We will walk and walk and walk
With infinite patience and fortitude,
Towards redefining ourselves,
Rethinking our policies,
Redrawing the boundaries,
And reforming our beloved nation.
Happy Republic Day!