The Nation’s Plight

Image Source: Outlook India

Shrieks, screams, tears and cries
Once an epitome of harmony lies
Drenched in blood and tears
With no one to prompt a new sunrise.

The autumn has outwitted the spring
The nightingale too has refused to sing
Vexed and fazed are the countrymen while
Power is being exploited by the king.

Laymen are wandering for bread and butter
My sisters are struggling in a state of flutter
For their self esteem and birth rights
Merchants too have ended up in the gutter.

Opulence is increasing day by day
For nobles who love to suck and relay
On the blood of poor and wretched
Alike the mosquitoes of the laneway.


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