Folks in red

British rule in India

Marching they came the folks in red,
While our mothers cuddled and put us to bed.
From the far lands of the West they came,
To capture our lands and put us to shame.

India was a land of gems and jewels,
But we lost it all to the rebels we thought were fools.
They paraded our lands and stripped us from our growth,
But then we rose up again and showed them our worth.

Fear, threat and death came knocking at our doors,
Little did we know what our future would withhold.
Along came the red folks marching by and by,
To hold our brothers captive without giving them a pie.

Onward we went marching to freedom,
Crying out Vande Mataram as our anthem.
Missions and commissions were brought into play,
But our boy Bose led Congress to shoo them away.

After much distress, struggles, toil and pain,
We got an upper hand to send the red folks back by plane.
Led by Gandhiji we received our victory,
That makes us all study and know our history!!

Reviews

[Abhishek Izy]

I can feel your anguish and imagery of the India before independence. There's a patriotic feel to it and I love the fact that you didn't clutter it with details, rather stayed with the feelings. You're an artist with a heart in right place.

PS : Just a small note which I guessed might have been an error in thought. Britishers came from West*** Please don't mind me correcting, its just an edit. I do such mistakes myself in plenty