Once upon a time,
In the mids of a tranquil night.
In a young lady’s dream,
Lies a prodigious theme.
A dream, which was serene,
As calm as it could be.
There was peace in the nation,
As opulent as a nation should be.
Opulent in humanity!
Luxury filled with empathy!
Where people have love and pain,
But none draining in strain.
And soon the morning sun rose bright.
The night sets down,
And the dreams go white.
But the cheerful morning sets up right,
To make the dreams come up alive.
And soon the young lady woke.
Aspiring, the dream,
Should not be a folk.
She brought a change
in her thoughts and walks,
And tried to change people’s sight.
Just as this beautiful lady changed her life,
Trying to serve the nation so bright.
I hope we all do something,
For our nation, so right.
Be rigorous, be smart,
Be a mighty lad!
Take a step that helps us all,
For the country and the people.
Are all yours.
April, 2025
