Jayanta Mahapatra is a poet of hunger,
The hunger of the belly,
How does it burn?
A poet of hunger and moral depravity,
How flesh is sold,
Woman is trafficked?
With the hunger of the belly
Is connected
Human poverty?
The poor girl knows it not
What it lies awaiting in her lot,
What the destiny of hers?
What is it written in her palm,
How is her life to turn,
What lies it awaiting her?
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