He fights for just a cause,
A righteous man because;
He garners support much;
And has a golden touch!
He aims to serve brethren;
Through them God in heaven;
The country’s gone corrupt;
But bill can’t come abrupt!
He won many laurels;
Today, he just quarrels;
He wants to cleanse the land;
He has clean slate and hand!
Yet, precious is his life;
Corruption is so rife;
He ought to set time-frame;
But who will take the blame?
Anna must end his fast;
Don’t worry about past;
His health in danger lies;
A starved tree always dies!
Let’s trust the Parliament;
We need a firmament;
All things need natural times,
Despite the changing climes!
Adamant stir doesn’t work;
Unbending can much irk;
Each bill needs much debate;
Corruption must abate!
Respect the law-makers;
Don’t join the law-breakers;
Good people are with you;
All righteous, you can woo.
Call off your fast, Sir, fast;
Bury ill-feelings past;
Allow a fair debate;
No one must you ev’r hate!
All things must start off first;
Do not invite the worst;
You must stay healthy, live;
Bees can build newer hive!
Love is the key weapon;
’Tis mightier than the pen;
A patient man will win
A war that is not sin!
Give up your fast now, man;
God grant you long life-span;
Live for your ailing land;
Now, wave your magic wand!
India is sacred soil;
You have given your toil;
Prudence must rule your mind;
With God, a win, you’ll find!
Give up your fast now, Sir!
Just continue your stir;
The bill will come for sure;
With it, corruption’s cure!
Anna, you are so great;
Call fast before date;
God beside you does stay;
Soon will come your D-day!
‘my plea to Anna Hazareji
on behalf of all honest Indian citizens’
Copyright by Dr John Celes 25-08-11
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem