(The Potential in us.)
We are the mighty ones,
Of power, wit and wisdom.
Borne to enrich the sun,
Keep along frolic-n-fun.
We’re the myths of rays,
Lie upon shadow light glean.
Far past those trifling tiny days,
Just in memory of unseen.
We’re the raging hopes,
Keep alive destiny puff.
On ancestral turf to cope,
Enduring pain with nostalgic stuff.
We’re the robust vile,
On coat of notorious skunks.
Attacking corrupt in crocodile,
Ripping all the alien punk
We’ll come together non-violent,
Against the biased or cursed ones.
Influentially proud to be gallant,
We are the mighty ones.
By Anay Gondhalekar
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