Freedom day it is
to be celebrated,
free to be me
To have the right.
I was told
they are the one,
my own people
for me and you.
To rule my mind
to weave illusion,
here they come
to wash my eyes.
Year after year
redemption promised,
of glory fantasied
of history invented.
Reality, not for me
its a myth,maya they say.
Buddha is a legend
a God to worship.
Is this the end
a goal realized,
or just a stretch
on the treacherous path?
Hazy but there still
my vision of freedom,
the dream India
will it be realized?
Patriotic me :D
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