Rhyme The Righteous!

Clean souls, born with goals,

Past century was a role,

Protecting the world.

Sweat and words had the gut,

Some had crime, More were divine,

A river that flowed like a rhyme.

Today is a disaster,

Every human thinks he is the master,

That can rule on any gender with his tender.

Why so much hassle,

Why cant it just be a settle,

That binds for years and years like a metal.

Freedom should be wisdom,

Not a game that traps you on our own.

Nation is wide,

Let's make it ride,

A Smart Mind,

A Good Heart,

Will be the pride of Free India.