Evolution Of Shame. Poem by Syed Anwar Yarkhan Jilani

Evolution Of Shame.

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In the land of the Buddha, Ram and Sita
In midst of the Quran and Bhagwat Geeta,
Corruption rampant with hallmark blame,
Minus feel a sense of shame.

Court orders months in criminal jails
Cases not concluded and it's a conditional bail,
Scandalous disgrace is no social taint
They are real heroes: as many paint.

The Law afflict a technical letter
The erring has no genetic moral batter,
Google search is on for integrity
Scan starless dark night of probity.

Shame that was once a painful emotion
Manipulated to simple brand promotion,
Conscience and ignominy is an era bygone
Political support is all they hone.

Courts are brushed under the carpet
Committees and commissions announced to explore the market
So as to buy time from humiliating disgrace
That sooner or later those shall embrace.

Absent are conditions of censure and reproach,
Pity, a path they dare not approach;
Impenitence, remorseless and whining,
Well, Delhi says, "It's India Shinning."

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Swetha Vanakayalapati 18 July 2012

Shame that was once a painful emotion Manipulated to simple brand promotion, Conscience and ignominy is an era bygone Political support is all they hone. india shining...indians shine... this reminds me of what i received from a young man the other day: The Rupee's impotent, In the presence of the fire god, the sins are washed and few lives are sacrificed in Mumbai, Some kid falls into a pit, another's run down by his own school bus! the basic needs of people are neglected! The leaders secure their future, the people reserve their peanuts for the future! Cricket is the only dung we smell, AITA's Herculean task to send two teams for Olympics, who are not sure of a medal and who hate each other. Some play for the president and others fight for being the next prime minister! An athlete who was supposed to be a female rapes another female! Ah I love this country! Diversity, life, mismanagement, attitudes good n bad, religions, greed, etc perform an everyday orgy! Cheers India! shared to me by Honor'ble Indira Babbellapati on my poem uR inNDian. we write these lines in pain not that we hate our country...we hate ourselves the act of wantedly settling in murky worlds starving....shine or not...lets be bright as one! !

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