Ambition To Grow
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If you accept all ills
Still there will be strong will
To survive
And revive
It is not today
That we have lost the way
Moral values are buried
And tension ridden life is carried
What have we in hand?
Few foes and more friends
We have one sure end
This should our clear trend
In past, we wedged war
Territories annexed and extended very far
Lots of bloodshed was caused
Trust was never reposed
We altered principles
To ward off troubles
Today we want to change geo-political situation
With same logic for its continuation
May be we call life as useless
Yet we bear smile on face
Work hard for tomorrow
And silently forward the ambition to grow
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