Freedom

I weep now for sometime,
as again we are in that time.

Losing the emotional essence, my tears,
my eyes becoming pale are in fears.

Bapu left us alone amidst a brutal time,
giving us freedom giving up his life time.

Bhagat's death talking, fell asleep,
learning loyalties falling in ash's heap.

The howls of then, have come down now,
for they know its impossible all now.

Freedom for us is not defined yet,
freedom for us is not there to get.

Cruel laughters live in all,
leaving even fence of frauds at all.

My INDIA is great for me,
My INDIA is safe for me?