A Tribute To Gauri Lankesh
Her woes weren't on her life in siege
But the forerunner of fate's besiege
Her guts sensed an unknown chill
As faceless men stalked her in dark.
Speaking truth, half of men turn foes
Other half silent in fright of a regime,
A force that divide men by their faith
To rule forever with evil staff of hate.
She spoke of castes that suppressed
She spoke against blind belief of mass
She spoke of slavery from blind Faith
She spoke against the power corrupt.
She wrote of suffering brought by men
Her strength in free thinkers fast grew
Nightmare of a regime if people think
Evil designs spread in the market of hate.
Mom for many, courageous and clam
Never wavered before truth and facts
Spoke with clear concepts and concern
She knew her enemies, but went on.
She wanted this world a better place
She yearned men to equally prosper
She wanted poor free their shackles
Of slavery of mind of conniving men.
They schemed a plan for her exit
Men with guns were sent stalking
Shots were fired on a fragile frame
She fell dead before her own house
They cheered her death for a fees
They started build narratives in hate
The powerful struck a name in a list
A list of people soon going to die.
(Gauri Lankesh (1962 – 2017) was an Indian journalist-turned-activist from Bangalore, Karnataka. She was shot to death by assailants outside her home on 5 September 2017. At the time of her death, Gauri was known for being a critic of right-wing Hindu extremism.....Wikipedia )
Copyright © Johnson Vdev | Year Posted 2019
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