Let us do for someone
Accept and hate no one
Invite and embrace all
Is it not the honest call?
I shall avoid
When it is laid
All such decisions
Which are full of confusions?
Not that I fear
About life and pain to bear
Yet think of my poor brother
For whom I have so much to bother
One time meal is difficult
And we talk about empires to be built
Don’t we boost with so much of guilt?
What can we expect out of it as result?
Neither am I politician
Nor a reputed magician
Yet I dream of happy land
To whom I proudly call motherland
I owe complete body with blood
To her service as understood
I shall be failing in my service
If I run out of words or promises
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