My India, I’m proud to be thy son; <br />My heart with joy leaps for being here born; <br />My soul with anguish fills for havoc done; <br />If country needs my life, let me adorn. <br /> <br />This is my land beloved, my Motherland; <br />This is my home, my ancestors came from; <br />Even an inch of it, I cannot hand, <br />Nor spare it to an alien for a sum. <br /> <br />This is the air which I had breathed at first; <br />This is the soil that gave me food to eat; <br />This is the water which appeased my thirst; <br />This is the place that gave me my heart-beat. <br /> <br /> My India, who canst challenge thy state? <br /> My blood is thine for any future date.<br /><br />Dr John Celes<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sonnet-to-my-beloved-motherland-india/
