Is This The India Where They Burnt And The Leaders Saw Them Burning At The Market-Place, Into The Footpathl Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Is this the India where burnt they, self-immolated and saw they Burning heartlessly,
Without tears into the eyes of theirs,
Is this the India where students burnt and poiticians saw they
Them burning callously,
Turning rocky-hearted, stony-eyed,
I mean the backwards of Indian politics, left behind
Applying mean tactics to come to the front,
I mean the backwards of politics, left behind
Trying to come to the fore?

The bogus and blunt blockheads provoked and instigated them
To self-immolate into the streets and footpaths,
At the market-places
And the backwards and the forwards giving their lives,
God, God, save us from those politicians
Doing so nasty divisive politics as for power?
What will they get in God's durbar?
Mark it that something is still to be written,
Your karma will not leave you
As bhoga too lies in waiting to dispense with.