Reclaim you place, Oh Motherland,
your rightful place of honour,
From you rose the spoken word
and from you, computing began,
With no bloodshed on battlefields
you conquered the world of yore,
With peace and love the only weapon
you invisibly ruled every continent,
Reclaim your place, Oh Motherland,
your rightful place of honour,
Reclaim you place, Oh Motherland,
your rightful place of honour,
Countries with history written in blood
lead with coercion behind the smiles,
But you, with a mixed bag of genes
have greeted strangers as progeny,
Into the grains of your soil integrated,
the sweat and tears of races aplenty.
Reclaim your place, Oh Motherland,
your rightful place of honour,
Reclaim you place, Oh Motherland,
your rightful place of honour,
Where wisdom flowed from sharp minds
to distant shores far and wide,
Be that land that a beacon was
teaching the world, the art of living.
If there is a country that deserves to lead,
It is you, Oh Motherland,
reclaim your place, Oh Motherland,
your rightful place of honour.
March 5, 2010
The author, Nalini Hebbar is an Aquaculture Consultant based in Nellore, Andhra Pradesh. She blogs at Open Mind, a poetry blog and SayCheese, her photoblog. You can also check out her other guest post, A Salute To You, a hard-hitting and powerful poem about struggling women.
What are your thoughts about this beautiful poem on our Motherland's compassion and glory?
