Farmer 12 The Farmers Who Sacrificed To Save Us Poem by Geeta Radhakrishna Menon

For centuries, farmers have fed us, but,
Not for a moment, we think about them!
The secret of our fine, fit, robust living?
How food is readily made available to us!

For ages, farmers have sweated for us,
Furrowing and ploughing the land, but,
Not for a moment, do we think,
Who takes the effort to grow food for us?

For years on end, we eat nutritious food,
Fabulous vegetables, full of vitamins,
Not for a moment, do we reflect,
Who is responsible for these healthy veggies?

For days on end, we drink fruit juices,
Sweet fruit syrups, jams, - full of minerals,
Not for a moment, do we reflect,
Who is providing us beneficial minerals?

While we eat our daily food in our comfortable homes,
Do we remember the plight of farmers in the open fields?
Their hands always active, sowing seeds, harvesting crops,
Their feet moving in blazing sun and muddy pools!

When we sit to dine in posh restaurants and hotels,
To enjoy sumptuous meals of high standard and expense,
Do we ever remember the farmers, so poor and worn out,
Or think that they too, deserve a full meal?

For centuries, the poor farmers have not complained,
They have toiled, suffered, borne it all without a grumble!
They have now stepped out of the fields into the roads,
To protest, to fight for justice and equal fundamental rights!

As we move along the twenty first century,
With high technology and electronic advancement,
Let us also progress towards peace and humane values,
Let us remember the farmers who sacrificed, to save us!