Kafka's Samsa transformed
Into Cockroach in India
Not by breaking sleep
Not any hallucination
Supreme authority of judiciary
Commented with wisdom
While sitting on his judging chair
Unemployed youths like cockroaches
Tragically 62% of total population
Indian youths and students
Along with their parents also
Cockroach mothers and fathers
Now feel Indian democracy a circus
Rulers are the clown
By whip ring leaders dictate judges
To lead a nasty life as a stupid
Sitting on the highest seat of law
Cockroaches are not they who rule
Shouting false promises before vote
Begging citizens support
After achieving the goal becomes killer
Possessing institutions like election commission,
Even as it reflected judiciary also--
Selling land, hills, forests, mines
Previous system of state-owned every sector
Killing people by name of religion
Killing people by name of community
Killing dream of students and youths
By leaking questions of professional courses
To pocket huge money settling testing agency
Previously blacklisted yet no problem
Judges perhaps lost their sense of humanity
Perhaps fear of the ruler
Offer to hold dignified other chair
After completion of the service tenure
Makes them senseless machine
To follow their unethical order
Whatever it may be
Cockroaches coming out from dark and dirt
Joining together thousands, millions and millions
Gen-z their identity in civilized world
But in India they are cockroaches
Designated by judiciary
Alert dear rulers
Bell ringing high
Your traps to capture people
By the name of temple-mosque bull-fight
Community with other communities
Hating poor people to hide yourself
Under engraved apron of your billionaire friends
Comes to an end
Today or tomorrow your run on the street
To escape from the mass-kicks destined
Kafka's Samsa perhaps didn't dream of this catastrophe!
Pranab k c
29/06/2026
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