Serving The National Cause - Poem by Rajendran Muthiah
In pouring rains
and waist-deep water,
with devouring looks
on the kerosene barrel,
the young and the old
are inching ahead
with super-conducting umbrellas.
Those who serve for national cause
heap gold, silver and dollar wares.
In leading our nation
to its fall in culture,
they have abundant shares.
But some daring judges
are their only cares.
When the poor strive for loin-clothes
with flesh-starved frames,
yet holding the load of this nation
on their untiring shoulders,
these shameless leaders say often
on decorated podiums
“ We serve for the national cause”.
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