I am an Indian
Who was conquered and cursed
For centuries by canny cons
I am an Indian
Whose wealth looted and dreams destroyed
by ghastly designs of greedy
I am an Indian
Who was sold and stamped
Only to exploit for a pittance
I am an Indian
Who was long hunted and haunted
For fun and pleasure at ease
I am an Indian
Who endeared and embraced
The demons demeanor with grace and pace
I am an Indian
Who fought vicious adversaries
With the weapon named nonviolence
Yet,
I am an Indian
Who is humbled by love and
Yielded by humility
Yeah,
I am an Indian
Who comes with the vivid gifts
Of an ancient wisdom
Yep,
I am an Indian
Who spreads the fragrance of peace
And savors the flavours of friendship
Yes,
I am an Indian
Who harvests unity from the seeds of
Diversity
Oh man!
I am an Indian
Who taps and teaches the treasures of
Kamasutra
Still,
I am an Indian
Who mastered the might of Yoga
To shun the plight of Roga
Well,
I am an Indian
Who weaves and wears the fabric
Of harmony and civility
Again,
I am an Indian
Who admires the sanctity of art and
Adores the spirit of science
Yet again,
I am an Indian
Who appeals time and again to one and all
To redeem the fruits of humanity
Very fine, I like it, I am an Indian. Thanks, Please read my poems..
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Wonderful composition. Being proud to be an Indian is definitely very, very nice. Beautiful poem shared.