Revolution & Resistance
Blue & Only Blue
It is evident,
Lay hold of this,
You raced against many,
brawled to fuse
cheerfully marked.
It is evident
Lay hold of this,
We stayed uncut,
Whole, complete, intact.
Happy and ever.
It is evident,
Lay hold of this,
Battling thresholds,
Head first, nudging,
Out as rubies.
It is evident,
Lay hold of this,
Cutting through one,
Parting ways,
Forming two nations.
Growth,
Route thru odds,
Slowly, steadily,
Pushing the ground,
Standing up.
Growth,
Route thru odds,
Forcefully cut,
Pushing within,
Quietly united.
It is normal,
Slash evens,
Strongly Gripped,
Forcefully inculcated,
Hardly Earned,
Aiming to propel,
Still, you are calmly composed.
It is normal,
Slash evens,
Unwantedly presided over,
Collectively rich,
Holding up the displaced,
No more to give,
Still, we are one.
This phase,
Believe in time,
Symbols of faint folds on the face,
Feeble cries of pain,
Ardent and reserved,
Draped in to your destiny.
This phase,
Believe in time,
Stamping through languages,
Raging against caste,
Opposing unequal gaps,
Hiding in to our parts.
Beyond everything,
You are scared,
Dreadful of death,
All your life in a flash,
Slowly closing off,
That’s when you are detached.
Beyond everything,
You are scared,
Dreadful of elimination,
Passing acts of exclusion,
In the name of inclusion,
That’s when we are detached.
The end,
Not really,
You turn things around,
You are born again,
As memories
As visions
As a human being.
The end,
Not really,
We offer things around,
We are conceded,
As a nation,
As a Country,
As India.
We will be humans,
We will be Indians.
Forever and ever….
We will be Indians.
Forever and ever….
