What is this congregation so dense and noisy,
What’s the cause that has woken up the lazy?
Must be a strong, energetic, a vociferous leader & orator,
One who can just sway masses at will, an interesting narrator!
I push my way through, anxious to reach the core,
But soon realize that only will is required, nothing more
There is no core, no leader is to be seen,
Chanting in unison the masses with souls so clean.
Sporting Gandhian topis with “Swaraj” writ large and clear,
I sense a strange love in the air dipped in laughter, pain and tears,
That is the only force binding us all, nothing more, nothing less,
This is not about winning, not about defeating, not a game of chess.
The love is strong, yet cannot be defined,
I sense it when the tricolor goes up to heads held high,
When we get together to celebrate victory or to lessen the pain,
Ignoring our religions, castes, our stature and fame.
If you too sense this and share this love,
Come join me as we march towards a brighter future,
Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high,
Where the citizens are clean and you find love far and nigh
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