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Theme: India


Draconian measures needed,
To restore law and order.
For you my beloved country,
I weep tears of deep sadness.
What happened to our culture,
The rich heritage that made,
Other nations respect us?
Today we are a shadow,
Of our illustrious past.
Our ancestors must be 
Turning uncomfortably,
In their graves, atrocities
Are reported from all corners.
Our social fabric is torn...
I recall Goldsmith's words: "Where 
wealth accumulates, men decay"
May good sense and morals return,
To bring back our lost pride and glory.
May all signs of decadence,
Be obliterated fully.
This is my prayer and my plea.


More By  :  Sandra Martyres

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Comments on this Poem

Comment Thank you Rupradha for all your support

28-Dec-2012 04:40 AM

Comment I agree with you, wonderful prayer!!

28-Dec-2012 03:57 AM

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