Independence

Amid the chaos

where debates rage,

lines are drawn in stubborn ink,

and hope sometimes trembles,

I still choose to believe in good.

Let us not forget

how hard, how slow,

how achingly tedious it was

to grow into one heartbeat:

a clime diverse yet united,

fierce in its cry for justice,

unyielding in its dream of tomorrow.

Freedom is not a relic from 1947;

it is the choice we breathe each day,

the vow to guard what was hard-won.

Rulers have faltered

but the ordinary souls who dared,

did not.

Their struggle carved a nation from longing.

Our duty is to keep it

worthy of their sacrifice.

Yes,

Governments are but passing shadows,

but the people…

the people are eternal.