Hell of Pseudo Freedom

John Kolyav By John Kolyav, 14th Sep 2012 | Follow this author | RSS Feed
Posted in Wikinut>Writing>Poetry

An apology to Tagore, this poem explores the present world scenario

Tagore weeps

Can I hold my head high,

Where knowledge is suffocating?
Where thighs itch for throne
And palms for bribe?

Where political pimps
Betray their mother for thirty silver pieces?


Where my brothers are brutally tortured in prisons
And killed outside in fake encounters?

Where freedom is for strikes,
Destroying public and private properties
On exaggerated issues
And for corruptions unlimited?

Where men ignore duties and yell only for rights?
Where the muddy stream of superstitions
Anoints milk on statues
When orphans are deprived of colostrum?


Where the world has been broken up into fragments
By thick walls of caste and language?
Where organs scatter frequently
By bomb explosions?

Where the right for one’s survival
Demands the fatality of another one?

O God, is this the freedom
Gandhi, Tagore, Lincoln and many other great men envisaged?

Tags

Corruption, Gandhi, India, Lincoln, Orphan, Politics, Statue, Tagore

Meet the author

author avatar John Kolyav
Born in 1963, Postgraduated in 1986. Six novels and four poetry books published. Got three state- level awards for literary works. More details at www.johnsonpj.com

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