Oh, My Motherland!

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      I have written this poem in order to celebrate the 150 birth anniversary of Mahatma Gandhiji. This poem is a dedication for his invaluable contribution for our motherland India.               
                               
                     Oh, My Motherland!
Oh, my motherland! Oh, my motherland! We take
an oath try to lift you on the land of the highest peak.
Oh, my motherland!
Oh, my motherland!
We try to achieve, what you long for, abundance
and prosperous in every field.
Oh, my motherland!
Oh, my motherland!  
We try even to eradicate the disgrace of poverty, terrorism,
global warming, unemployment, social imbalance and inhumanity.
Oh, my motherland!
Oh, my motherland!
We make you clean, green, strong
and enrich.
Oh, my motherland!
Oh, my motherland!
Oh, my motherland! We unite for our security, peace and
service for the Indian people.
Oh, my motherland!
Oh, my motherland!

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