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Hail Farmer Deity

Fantasy ... Farmer chills even on heap of chillies After all, chilles are his babies he nursed, made it ready for dishes Harvest joy, no less than a winner Time to voyage in blissful orbiter Not as a toiling Farmer But as a harvesting Emperor Reality ... Though deity of food, fodder Farmers, unaware of own future Will crop be meager or bumper? Will his efforts satiate hunger of poor? Hail Deity of arable land treasure Prioritise resolving issues of farmer Else, Deity may curse in different manner May quit farming, trigger epidemic hunger ________________________________________ © Dr Hitendra Mehta, India ????

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