Freedom

by Dr. Madhavi Godavarthy

A big day

Statues of heroes were washed clean of the city dust

The whitest of the white costumes

Were worn for the show

Flags were being unfurled

The leaders of the city spoke about the Republic

Not far away from this frenzy

A frail pair of ears could hardly hear it all

The pair of legs which once blazed a trail

Now could hardly make their way

Her mouth now toothless

Once spoke up for independence

And her heart swelled with happiness and liberty

But today she lies old and sick

Languishes and starves in penury

Yearns for her final freedom

29-Jan-2011

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Comments on this Poem

The number of such people currently, which can be believed to be the last generation of the freedom fighters are truly suffering...and they may be thinking how futile all their sacrifice was. Now they should be really finding the true requirement of freedom for India from the clutches of the corrupt rulers within...sorry to be frank...my intentions are not personalized or targeted at any particular person. It is just questioning the existing system itself...???

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29-Jan-2011 10:20 AM