OH MY LAND OF KRISHN AND RAM !

Oh ! my land of Krishn and Ram,

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June 21, 2022

Oh ! my land of Krishn and Ram,
Oh! my country of boundless fame;
Wherefrom you have born these sons,
Leaders called, but have no shame.

Your friends by words, but foes by deeds,
Their beguiling tongues have deceived us all;
Their attire is white, their hearts are black,
Their fiendish deeds will bring your fall.

Time and again I look around ,
With searching eyes and weary face;
To see the remains of your glorious past,
To find the traces of Gautam’s grace.

Alas! your evil sons have spared nothing,
That I could call your genuine pride;
Their ugly acts have defiled your width and length
From the Ocean deep to the mountain side.

The Everest peak now hangs its head,
The babbling streams now cry with shame;
The holy Ganges might now think,
If its pious abode has changed its name.

Where has gone that dream of peace,?
Which Bapu had thought as the nation’s creed;
The faith and caste have shattered it all,
Hell to your leaders and their breed.!

Scam ! scam ! ,is the nation’s only cry,
Their sinister moves have brought this day;
Their conscience is dead, having no qualm,
But still they appear happy and gay.

Tear your bosom wide apart,
Oh! my land, so pious and pure;
Bury them deep in the corners dark,
For you now the only way for cure.

Bring forth the new creation of noble souls,
Who may give you peace and calm;
Like new leaves of the spring trees ,
Oh! my land of Krishn and Ram.