We..
No one released us,
From the custodian,
Monarch thousands miles away,
We had the tea party at Boston,
And become Independent.
At the same time,
East India Entity,
Entered other territory,
Doing spice and weeds,
We became the subjects.
We, the human,
Have drafted our first constitution,
On the banks of Thames,
Then declared ourselves independent,
In the far away continent,
Across the Pacific Ocean
in the New World,
in American spirit.
We had gone through the rough seas,
Leaving our loved ones in Europe,
We have huge land,
With less population,
Why we go other places,
To do our business and the wars.
When we have the fire in our hearts,
We think rationally with passion.
When our needs are fulfilled,
We think selfishly without concern.
Let us share the world equally,
And live our life happily.
Innovative and democratic
Nature of Europeans,
Hard working, enterprising,
Culture of North Asians,
The energetic spirit of
South Asian, middle Eastern innocence,
Glorious African humility,
We, the human, yet to mature,
We are still the children.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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