Poem about the Life

Tyranny and oppression have laid
Us low today, but, brothers, fear not!
Yonder is god ‘s big hand wielding weal!
What have you to fear, oh
Prisoner, though we are wretched,
Abandoned in the darkness around me.
Life that has freed itself
Will surely enough reveal itself
If only your quest of truth be maintained.
Why this talent, oh brother,
The good old day that we have lost
Will dawn again in India.
This land that has been turned
Into a desert, trampled and parched dry,
Will blossom again 
Into a garden,
 and smile.