Happy Pongal! Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

The paddy in the delta region,
Not yet harvested, thousands of hectares,
Of young plants never matured,
To yield, to be harvested and stored,
In the food corporation of India,
Our harvest festival arrives as usual,
But no new paddy is found in the barn,
We have missed the short crop,
But planted the following crop,
That will be harvested next month,
Our farmers in the villages are in worries,
The government distributes the hampers,
Give us the new rice that is harvested in December,
We have to thank the sun God for all his blessing,
We have to appreciate out cattle for their hardship,
We have to marry off our young daughters, who are dreaming,
Where is our new rice that has to be put for boiling?