Save the Country

Even god cannot save this country
That is curse from almighty
We deserve only a kick
A blood from wounds to lick

We have become sick nation
Hungry people with no ration
Hatred mix love and no relation
That is how we give such an indication

Who is to be blamed?
What credit is to be claimed?
A vote for T.V. Bottle of whiskey or just bag of rice
A race after oasis water and false promise

No one else but us the people of India
As in past all rulers including the Scandia’s
We are now almost six decades old
No pride, no shine and loss all the gold

No, we are run only in the name of God
In invisible hands and in the clutches of mafia’s fold
No one can save us and hold
As our conscience is already sold

We have full proof escape routes
Politicians and legislatures frame the rules to flout
Why do we share the concern for all about?
When we are all responsible for all rots

No change is possible
Until we address ills and its troubles
Country will be plundered at will
Innocents will get only killed

Bullet for farmers and house for relatives
Big commission for schemes and joy for thieves
Who will bell the cat when system is spoiled?
Many may get killed if resisted or boiled

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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