Ugly Fidelity
Wake up oh Indian brothers,
Shake up from your deep slumber
Take up your strides towards the charter,
For yours is a deep bluffer.
Shook up the doors of the world body,
For the shake of justice, peace and equality,
For constitution of ours is source of power for caretakers and others.
Promises justice to all,
But directs it with ease,
Justice to rich, justice to powerful is its most vicious deed,
So what, don’t challenge,
For you will be caught for your indulgence in this series.
Peace what is it?
For we are out of touch since eighties,
Punjab in fire, Kashmir in dire,
Assam in fear, Andhra in tear,
For what is the fate next year.
Pigeon for peace,
Hovering without its wings,
Is the case next year.
Whenever there is a tension,
It is making its apprehension,
But sorry to mention,
That it is making the situation more eruption.
In the name of equality,
It is making a great deformity,
By dividing its brothers and sisters,
Into different statutory.
Can you find anywhere in the world,
Like schedule castes, schedule tribe facility
Laid down in its share.
How can we accept equality,
With such discrepancy
Which is rather a priority.
Equality to all
Is the motto of the world,
But sorry to call
For it is not the case here at all.
What is the reason for such division?
Done to its citizen?
Is it for the creation of new region?
Against its tough unification.
Come up oh! Indian brothers and sisters,
With this plight of ours,
To the international court (court of God) of savers,
To ask for peace, justice and equality,
In favor against all odds and tough measures,
With the faith that
“we shall overcome some day.
Copyright © Partha Pal | Year Posted 2008
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