The land of art,
Resulted by the sacrifice of brave hearts.A land of ethics,
Once faced many critics,
Finally, proved itself aesthetic.
The land of talent pool,
Was suffered by cruel,
The tired poor,
Filled their hearts with fuel,
To abolish the rule.
Then came the father Gandhi,
With a march to dandi,
And throwing light on khadi,
Struggled and fought with all his might.
People were delight,
With liberation on August 14th night.
The wings of Liberty
Got their true identity
To fly till infinity,
And Spread its divinity.
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