Defiant Question Of Paradha's Boy
Grandpa had no roof over his head
or a yard to relax for a moment.
only thorny paths for feet
and adamant hunger glued
to his sunken belly like a plum tick,
were his only properties?
All the same, the police registered
his name in station diary as a Millionaire
My pa too took grandpa's route
and they named him Fakir- mendicant
As thread trails the needle
I followed pa's footsteps
and was trapped one day
for an uncommitted pilfering
then they christened me History
O my country men!
my brothers and sisters
let me know
where should I carry this life
Crammed with dazing paradoxes?
What to do with it?
Please, tell me, please
what should I do now?
may I take the road leading?
to the Red Salam
Or stand in a crowed square
and piss on your sublime culture!
(This poem is based on a True story from Yavatmal.)
Note: 1) Paradhi'is a hunter tribe in India who faces terrible police atrocities.2) 'Red Salam is metaphor for Maoist philosophy
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