Bijay Kant Dubey


Dalit Literature, How Long Will It Remain Dalit? - Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Dalit Literature, I deplore it
That the non-Dalits are writing,
Putting it to word
And with it,
May I ask,
What can they do
For the Dalits
Already poor and needy,
Hand to mouth too not,
Drinking wine
To kill hunger and poverty
And for dreaming romantically,
But when intoxication gets over,
They see the things lying really,
Bare and nude?

The fire of hunger who to extinguish it,
The fire of the belly,
The hungry stomach
Takes it no the load of wine,
That too country liquor,
Third-class Indian wine
Made from molasses, mahua buds
Or rotten and stale rice,
Lying joblessly
And unemployed,
Working day and night
Without any food,
Living on stale food
And left-overs,
Oh, how to sustain,
How to survive?

Topic(s) of this poem: art


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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 3, 2015

Poem Edited: Friday, April 3, 2015


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