This poem is dedicated to Manjunath Shanmugam, an IIM Lucknow graduate employed with IOC, who had to pay with his life for his effort to fight adulteration. To know more, please go to the Manjunath Shanmugam trust website.
The Flame
We all grow with that flame
The flame a guiding light
To oppose wrongs and injustice
To meet evil with all our might
This flame that we must nurture
Alas! We dim the same
Corruption, injustice and misplaced ethics
We fear to see ourselves in that state of shame
A few though, do hold their ground
Picking up many a strife
Walking undaunted on the path of righteousness
This journey, often at the cost of their life
Heroes they are, may their tribe increase
Their fame lives on in a story
They are not gone, but become immortal
As their flame burns forever in glory
1 comment:
:-( ... dint know abt this... but too out of words.....
anyways...nice poem kumar
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