The Fig-Leaf Of Shame Poem by Aniruddha Pathak
The Fig-Leaf Of Shame
He died deeply frustrate
Under the burden of dire debt,
But that was not his fate.
Look, those that borrowed big,
Life of comforts to dig,
Dance nude, and there's not a fig leaf!
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Happenings | 21.03.2020 |
Topic: suicide, debt, life, death
debt begets the debt smiling face of rich finds out interest conditions farmers hand on head blameless disasters all for rich legacy
Debt begets debt, yes, is true for a poor man as well as the rich, but I have seen no rich man dying. His company may die, literally die many employees, but not him. Thanks MB
If any one dies in frustration this is so sad. Awareness should be given not die in such condition. Such case is sensitive.
A precious life lost (and any life is precious) is a serious matter... I agree. Thanks for visiting dear poet.
When it comes to filthy lucre, some don't even need a fig leaf to cover their shame.
Oh, the response meant for you has come as above. 'When it comes to filthy lucre, some don't even need a fig leaf to cover their shame. (Report)
Thank you for sharing this powerful poem. The form used is so effective to convey the wonderful message of this write. I hope those people who practice this shameful scheme will read this poem and hopefully they will change this demoralizing practice. Wonderfully written. Onto my Poem List.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/29/2024 12:47:27 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A deeply poignant and moving poem. One of the social ills of society is powerfully and brilliantly painted on the canvas of this marvelous poem. Yes, this is the reason why there is a wide gap between the rich and the poor and the poor become poorer and poorer. Demoralization and injustice are always showered on the backyard of poor farmers.
I really appreciate your taking time for such detailed comments. I always feel hard-pressed for time, may be I'm not as organized. But thanks indeed dear poet.