A SALUTE TO THE NATION

India's a home to countless souls,

For her humanity, this poet extols.

There's none like her, she's the last piece,

Abundance of happiness, it'll never cease.

Ruled by a mundane soul that's ordinary,

Yet his deeds and thoughts; extraordinary.

Not an ounce of doubt in his leadership,

The right captain of India; the mighty ship.

He sails her through varied moods of oceans,

Without triggering any negative emotions.

The vessel's contents; all happy and calm,

For the captain's bestowed them with his charm.

She has never failed to set an example,

For other nations to follow: her deeds ample.

I'll not forget to glorify her with my verses,

And to salute her beside keeping at bay; the curses.