Farewell Poem by Sathya Narayana

We left the house! No, we lost it;
to repay our growing debts!
Three years of drought
and three years of flood
in the vageries of weather
we poor farmers withered.

Sweat dried; returns eluded
and crop loans intact remained.

With one last look
at the doors locked
we bid farewell
to the sweet home we held
so dear for many a decade
and reached the open world
to join our own crowded creed
of former farmers in dire need
to eke livelihood as casual labour
in the same fields we once owned! !