The little flower and her greed
She raises her head before the sun
Sun’s might she pays no heed!

The little flower and her greed
She stands up bold against the wind
From her home in the ****!

She has her home in the ****
But her color bright catches sight
Longing eyes she does feed!

She has her home in the ****
She sets minds in color afire
It’s her purpose it’s her need!

She does it for her need
Sending all her hearty greet
Never minding caste or creed!

She minds not caste or creed
Her glory is not demeaned
Though her birth is in the ****!

She is born a ****’s flower
Endless is her might
She holds sun in her power!