Arun Kolatkar's Kala Ghoda Is Not Black, But Red, Lal Ghoda Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

There is nothing about the horses
Black and running races,
But poverty, impoverished conditions
Of living, people below the poverty line
Against the backdrop of the crowded space
Of colonial statues and monuments
And this fast and busy acing life of today
Full of so much gala and glitz and glamour
Showcasing modernity, urbanity and industrialization,
Btu the reality is far from that we still poorer
Without sufficient food, cloth and housing
And life-saving drugs and medicines.

Arun Kolatkar's kala ghoda is not kala,
But a lal ghoda,
A red horse,
A leftist horse,
A socialist horse
Of the unknown citizen,
The common man,
The have-nots, the underprivileged,
The proletariat,
The suppressed and the oppressed
Which reared by them,
Just the kings and courtiers ride it.