Anna Hazare – A Short Auto-Biographical Poem Poem by Dr John Celes

He went to commit suicide;
But didn’t, due to God’s grace;
On two occasions, almost died,
And put on a sad face!

God saved him from a bullet hit;
A road accident too;
His health had remained always fit;
He lived for me and you.

He read some books by leaders great;
Gandhiji and Bhave;
Vivekanandha changed his fate;
Meaning to life, it gave.

‘To live for others’ sake’, his aim;
He served his fellowmen;
He won awards, laurels, acclaim;
He grew in wisdom, ken.

The welfare of the common man
Became his desire prime;
He laboured hard throughout life-span;
Prayer became past-time.

He thought about his Motherland;
Could he change farmer’s lot?
He got his own following band;
He stemmed the nation’s rot!

Corruption was the main issue;
The poor man suffered most;
The affluent did lucre woo;
Progress became a ghost!

So, Anna started a crusade,
To bring the Lokpal bill;
The constituents, he had laid;
Indeed a task uphill.

No giving up, till bill is passed;
‘The fight’s on, ’ says Hazare.
Huge crowds throng venue unsurpassed;
‘I’m Anna, ’ pukaare!

No one can tell how things will end;
The people’s call is clear;
How far will politicians bend?
To most, money is dear!

Copyright by Dr John Celes 19-08-11