by R.Seshan
As the clock struck midnight,
A Nation stood as one,
A thousand battles had been fought,
The War for Freedom won.
Three hundred years of slavery,
And generations of shame,
Were swept away in a tidal wave,
As martyrs marched to fame.
From every corner of this land,
Sprang men of steel and grit,
With guns and swords and mighty words,
They threw the British out.
And towering above all the rest,
There rose a single man,
In a simple loin cloth he stood,
And dared the British Raj.
In the history of the world till now,
No fight like this was seen,
The might of the British Empire crumbled,
Against a non-violent dream.
For every name in the Hall of Fame,
There were a million more,
The deeds they did and the price they paid,
None will ever know.
The air of freedom that we breathe,
Was paid in blood and tears,
Be proud of this Nation, friends,
And make this Nation proud.
Seshan Ranganathan aka Sesha, age 57, is the CEO of SSEA, an industries association in Navi Mumbai and editor of its magazine Shagun. When not tilting against the Government, he returns to his first love, Poetry.
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This poem too makes us proud to belong to Mother India.
Enjoyed reading it.