INDIA

a poem by Bharath Raj

So many hearts…
with beautiful thoughts…
So many places…
with pretty, cute faces…
So many brains…
that never drains…
But…
Poor people so much in need,
So many leaders… no one to lead.
Everyone steals,
no one heals.
So many faithful hearts…
often depart…
No one stays…
And so I pray…
The country of mine…
will soon become fine!!