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He fought an Empire.
Though Born in and part of one.
Fled house-arrest.
Crossed into Afghanistan.
To Europe, Germany.
Boomed over radio.
As Kashmir to Cape Comorin.
Rose as one voice. 1/n
Though Born in and part of one.
Fled house-arrest.
Crossed into Afghanistan.
To Europe, Germany.
Boomed over radio.
As Kashmir to Cape Comorin.
Rose as one voice. 1/n
Raised an army.
Of Indian War Prisoners.
Bruised, battered, singed.
The National Army lost battles.
But won the War.
Succeeded in kindling.
The spark of nationalism.
Amongst masses.
As shiploads of Brits
Scurried to leave Indian shores. 2/n
Of Indian War Prisoners.
Bruised, battered, singed.
The National Army lost battles.
But won the War.
Succeeded in kindling.
The spark of nationalism.
Amongst masses.
As shiploads of Brits
Scurried to leave Indian shores. 2/n
The fugitive leader
All expected to come home
To a hero’s welcome!?!
…
Nay, they kept him away
As a War Criminal.
Snooped on his family.
Now in India Gate he stands
A beam of light.
Hollowgram image.
Soon to be a polished granite one. 3/n
All expected to come home
To a hero’s welcome!?!
…
Nay, they kept him away
As a War Criminal.
Snooped on his family.
Now in India Gate he stands
A beam of light.
Hollowgram image.
Soon to be a polished granite one. 3/n
Four hundred years old
They told:
The old Acacia tree.
Holding head high
In the arid wilderness
Of the desert.
Centuries came and went.
Its branches grew
And spread all over.
Across the desert floor. 1/n
They told:
The old Acacia tree.
Holding head high
In the arid wilderness
Of the desert.
Centuries came and went.
Its branches grew
And spread all over.
Across the desert floor. 1/n
Its no more just a tree.
But a community.
Of defiance.
Resilience.
Of weathering.
Standing tall.
Despite what goes on.
Around her.
Time’s slowed down
For the old Acacia. 2/n
But a community.
Of defiance.
Resilience.
Of weathering.
Standing tall.
Despite what goes on.
Around her.
Time’s slowed down
For the old Acacia. 2/n
Centuries ply by.
Like merely years.
The world changes.
But not the desert.
The Most Defiant One.
Old Acacia Tree of Life
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Like merely years.
The world changes.
But not the desert.
The Most Defiant One.
Old Acacia Tree of Life
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