Waste Land - Poem by Moloy Bhattacharya
Oh! our dear West Bengal
By what name shall we call
The glory you had, does a fall
We are the hollow men
We are the stuffed men
Here rape is encouraged
Here justice is denied
Leaders become vulgar for fame
Helplessly we groan with shame, shame, shame!
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