Thursday 1 October 2020

Farmer's Plight

The bread that fills our belly

The spices which trigger the buds naturally 

The juicy fruits we taste 

Does it come before us in haste ?

No ,no ,

It comes when Mother earth becomes pregnant of  the seeds

As a fruit of good manly deeds  

The sky showers the rain and pour the dew 

Comes out the shoots new 

Earth wears  a green spangled  gown and sari and smiles in joy

And it comes only  when farmer tills the earth  with hard plough 

And  toils for hours and days 

During winter ,heavy rain and even in  stinging sun rays 

His clothes are drenched with  saline body drops 

Like spring  running on slops

Then come the sweet crops 

But people treats him with  cannons and bats 

Like ants and rats 

To the capitalist delight 

Forgetting the farmer's plight 

But never try to dismiss his right 

For price fair for his children' future  bright 

He may turn day into night 

As he also knows his might 

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(C)Ramkishore Upadhyay