Nation Way
A train stopped in search of termius,
Pondering maybe its losing way
As the armed hostilities traumatic at
the battle grounds
Trying emancipation and liberation of
Indians in blood and color ,
but english in taste and morals
they divide and partition
they conquer and exploit
As every menacing hurricane that was
meant to be the end of all ended in
sunshine.
Our soverign state profiliates dawn to dark. A gravy train is a gift ,
of our fighters from promised lands
The nations walking in their mighty
way shown.......in their mighty way
shown
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