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MOTHER INDIA

Under the monarchy of the cruel
Fell all the sections of the society
He turned them sick and pale
And exhibited his versatility.

Mother believed them
And gave away her belongings
But he smiled a nice witty grin
Now who could stop her longings?

She gave away her treasures
Such an amount it was!
Can anyone even measure
How costly it was?


 He played with her fate
And plunderes them
Their precious life he ate
And made her lame.

But her sons did wake
To protect their mother
The life of the cruel to take
And to fight altogether.

Such was the tale
Of achieving freedom
That the Indians could tell
To the other Kingdom.
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