Freedom at 69

Let me celebrate the unfurling of tri-colour
With all vigour
Let me stand erect and proud
As Your wings spread against the wind
For a fraction of a second
My eyes gazed at the soil
A reminder each stone my eyes laid upon represent
Injustice and poverty
The sacrifices Your Children made
Propelled me
To look up
To strive
To lessen the stones of injustice and poverty
Scattered all over Your soil