My Dream For India ADIL SINGH BRAR 6A
Mother India, please help us wake up,
And do our bit to score;
To fight and save you from the issues,
Of modern times and yore.
Whole world knows you had great past,
Your culture ages old;
While Greece, Egypt, Rome lost with time,
You still shine like pure gold.
For centuries we were slaves and so,
We fell short in national pride;
In character, intellect and honesty,
'Cos our Captains failed to guide.
We have to remove our poverty,
And then prosperity spread!
We need to educate ourselves,
And unite in a single thread.
We need to worry for health and hunger,
And take proper care;
Re-build our system which for sure,
have schools and clinics spare.
We need to feed our hungry millions,
through farming and throu' mills;
and create enough goods and grain,
that every tummy fills.
You had a great past and now too',
you sure would have your ways;
Fly again you "golden sparrow",
That's what Adil prays.