Are We Free?

With tears welling down
from innocent eyes,
Illness and suffering
in the atmosphere,
And people starving for food...
Are we free?

With anarchy on our
blessed native land,
And people with
a load of remorse,
All the creatures apprehended...
Are we free?

With the burden of
violence on our heads,
With agony and hatred
dwelling and surrounding,
Fretful and bewildered minds...
Are we free?

With obscure ally
and reconciliation,
With fetters of iron
in wounded hands,
We walk reproaching ourselves...
Are we free?

With thousands of souls possessing
a quest for tranquility,
And forces suppressing
hatred among people,
Undying pretence all around...
Are we free?

With hearts crying for
freedom from illness,
And souls longing
for true love,
We guarantee 61 long years of freedom...
But are we really 'Free'?


This one is for the terrorism and hatred spreading in the minds of people in the world, for all those who've been longing to live life in peace, We freed ourselves from the rule of the Britishers years back, I put forth my question to everyone readin' this...Are we really 'Free'?