Truth of the Tricolour

The Tricolour flutters pompously... Hiding the truth which we cannot see.... The blood sacrificed in its service.... The eyes that were shut before the final wish....! Each iota of air that we breathe... Is their gift that we blindly receive.... The flowers that pour from the flag so lavishly.... Hold their tears and years many....! Freedom was never a possession we had.... Until they toiled and died a death so sad... Civilized class that we are today.... We don't have a minute of attention anyway To stand and revere the national anthem... But those heroes gave their lives in martyrdom.... Bartering their lives for our freedom....!!!