Sengol - The Sceptre Poem by Mohammad Muzzammil

In ancient lands of regal might,
A sceptre shone with royal light.
A symbol of power, held with grace,
A mark of kings in every place.

In India's past, so rich and grand,
Sceptres ruled the sacred land.
Emblems of authority and command,
Guiding kingdoms with a sovereign hand.

But times have changed, the tides have turned,
A new era where democracy yearned.
India's voice, united and strong,
Emerged to right the ancient wrong.

No longer does the sceptre sway,
In democratic realms, it fades away.
A nation's power lies in its choice,
In the unity of its diverse voice.

No sceptre may rule, but hearts aflame,
Together we'll build a just and fair claim.
India, the land where dreams unfurled,
Democracy's flag, a beacon to the world.