Lots of it.
To do what I wish.
Of time I had more.
To carve my niche,
In this world so cold.
Let me close the door.
No, I should be bold,
Go out and create a furor.
In the market below.
What causes this uproar?
They desecrate a statue of that fellow.
He looks at me.
With peace his face aglow.
Tell me people what was his crime.
They shout back,
As they defile him with grime.
He threw us off track.
How can that be?
After centuries in the dark,
He helped you break free.
"From where and into what?" they demand.
Into the darkness that you see?
Look at the plight of our motherland
Her future is not so bleak
It is in our hands
To stand up and stop being weak
Is one thing you see,
Quite another when you don’t speak
Against the injustice plaguing our country.
Corruption it's biggest vice.
It won't end if you just sit and cry,
So, why don’t you take my advice?
They take because we give them bribes,
That, my friends, is the way of life.
Stop giving, that will open their eyes.
Blood shot and bigoted.
Terror ringing in their cries,
Religious zealots, politically misguided.
That’s what most people are,
Some just keep quiet when derided,
Others go out and declare war.
On the evils that surround,
Not with weapons, nor with fear,
One with love, one to bring peace all around.
A message needs to be spread by you.
A message to those who vilify our land,
Pass on the message of that fellow, our Bapu.
The man who carved a niche in this world,
Not for himself but for me and for you.
Let us in our free time spread his word.
To be truthful, just and fair,
Not to live the life of a coward,
With truth and non-violence confront every liar.
Shall have to answer they say,
We now repent for our acts so dire.
We shall for his forgiveness pray.