Walking on India's streets

Walking on India’s streets,

I look all around,

I see a baby crying,

And his mother begging around.

Walking on India’s streets,

I see a man too, spit on our heritage,

With no shame reflecting upon his face.

Walking on India’s streets,

I see a man murdered,

And people who saw it,

Went away and surrendered, to silence.

Walking on India’s streets,

I see a women become victim of eve tease,

And quietly get seized.

But then again, walking on India’s streets,

I see people unite,

Because now, tonight,

People will stand up and fight.

Listen to Mothers call,

People, do not fall

Get up ‘ cause it’s our fight,

Fight for our right’s.

And now, I am proud, proud to be an Indian.

And to be walking on India’s streets.