Golden Bird, Painted Black Poem by S.D. TIWARI

From beginning I heard
India was a golden bird,
Mughals, Britishers arrived
Looted wealth and destroyed

As she had wealth natural
Precious stones and pearl
Real gold, range of mineral
And knowledge of spiritual.

Hard work of noble citizens
Has mounted wealth again
But many citizens still feel pity
They are to live below poverty.

The amount involved in scams
Amount brought to Swiss bank,
Can run India totally tax free,
Not less the decades of three.

As said hundred trillion rupees
Is deposited in banks of Swiss,
Mere interest at Indian bank rate,
Can change poor people’s fate.

People below poverty can
Easily get per capita income.
India was a bird of gold,
India is still a bird of gold

But in black, it is painted
Her worthyness is dented.
If this black is removed,
Will again shine like gold.