We, Indians Poem by gnrao rao

When will we start giving
Respect and recognition
To those farmers,
Fishermen and
Soldiers.
Their lives are hard,
They toil for us,
They fight for us,
Not caring for their lives,
Feeding all of us with
Grains, wheat and rice
Breakfast, lunch and dinner
On our tables,
Catching the delicious fishes,
At the risk of their lives,
Against attacks on their lives
Boats and belongings,
And soldiers fighting against odds,
To provide us all
Safety and Security.
We honour more our
Cricketers and film stars.
WE can, and We must be thankful
And grateful more to these
Farmers, fishermen and soldiers