On My Indian Land
Muslim came, Christian came, and they gave their separate fame
Maratha, the Rajput, the Mughal has done, to increase its name.
Buddha came; Mahavira came, wishing always India’s fate.
Aryan came, Dravidian, All gave the words of praise,
All came and gone, India always for all,
Land made no distinction at all.
Spread love is the message for all
As my country greater of all
Love made no difference that’s all.
Copyright © Khurram Khan | Year Posted 2011
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