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I dream that I am
Given in life what
My ancestors were denied.
A lasting family of loving relatives.
At each turn, there were
Those close to us,
Who attempted to sabotage
And reap.
Yet, the good ones have
Made lasting impact,
Which bear out barely
In the rest of us.
I dream that I walk,
On the hallowed carpets
Of the Rashtrapati Bhavan.
My shine is no less, I wish.
I dream that I stand up,
For an entire generation,
Of inebriated millennial friends.
It is our time to shine, I deem.
It is an honest dream.
I know you have one too.
If you are a youth, like me,
Then rebel for it.
The age of grown up men,
Is over. The age of grown up
Women, is over too.
Brothers, beautiful Sisters, it’s go time.
Wonderfully written Kramadhati