The Freedom

A man moves ahead all wide and tall.

No, not the authority but a leader in all.

Walking with an aura not to be ignored.

He grabs the attention irrespective of caste, creed and mould.

No, not any brutal authority he upholds.

But earned the leadership in silent tones.

No, not by the use of power and weapons.

But his eyes speak stories of kindness unbeatable.

The face holds serenity with a glow of perseverance.

His posture speaks high of wisdom and faithfulness.

With no luxury, almost living on alms.

People wonder how he finds his charm.

With unbeatable control on desires and the fears.

The rules the self in all its gears.

Winning over self, he is a braveheart.

No wonder he can lead the suppressed out of the hell.

People being slaves of the lust and desires.

Need the self- recognition to fight the unsolicited power.

Breaking the fake social identities is the need of the hour.

The free man proclaims the God is one.

Come out of hollow and follow the leader.

If there is a want of freedom with wisdom being clear.

Recognise the meaning of self- respect and dignity.

Make a united front against all the imperialists