New Year. Poem by VINAYAK ADKOLI

New year, you need not come to our village.
Government has forgotten us.
We have lost our hopes.
Our old memories are
Outmoded like newspapers and radio.
Our future is
Useless like expensive mobile and Internet.
Politicians fear us.
Like ghost world.
Only temples are hopes for us.
Their achievements in our town are endless.
Like raising loans.
Serial farmers suicide.
Endless dead farmers tombs
Are tourist attractions.
Oh new year
Please go away
We are living hopelessly
And like dead people.