Half-Nakedness Poem by chayamsu v r

(daddy, who's this gandhi? :
he's a fellow
shot dead by our godse.)

gandhi,
don't be at your freakish whims
that you can please us
with the half nakedness.
we know,
fasting of a single man
won't bring freedom to a nation.
and
however long one spins a loom
he can't knit the flag of a state.
a pinch of salt can't satisfy hunger,
easwar and allah never belong
to a single party.
even before you could
we had known that
if one shows the other cheek
the bullet will be piercing the bosom.

no-
not your notes of silence
can be put in the ballot box.
give your bamboo stick
to the guards on sentry.
or else,
you won't be let in the house*

whatever may be
your statues are to conserve
for, we called you
'father' once.