Bund and hartaal and hunger strike,
We are against what you like;
Good or bad, proper or not
Vice or fair, no bother!
We cook on the road
You might enjoy the feast;
We clean the cars with our shirts
You must be grateful for free service,
We drive for men the ‘Mission Shaving’
We launch the ‘Operation Road Cleaning’;
We burn the buses and destroy the office
Damage the property of public
So as to make them new and thus
Don’t we check the unemployment?
Let’s serve you at minimum in this way
Of the bund and hartaal and hunger strike
For let’s be grateful for your choice
That gained to us a chair in the politics!
“I wish they launch the drive Domestic Chores, ”
Prayerfully says my wife,
'in all the houses off the shore! '
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a nice punch on polluted politics. long live poet!