The Dream

To remember and examine their pain us difficult,

But to respect and salute is what we can,

75 years of growing forward.

Still much to gather and much to throw,

Quite much to develop and much to spread.

The dream continues,

Till India becomes free from all bondages.

We freed ourselves from dictators,

But now we fight our citizens.

Poverty and Crime is much in rise,

With much to record and much to kill.

The dream continues,

Till India becomes free from all bondages.