High About System - Poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Nobody can speak high about system
That the pattern or model is suiting them
It may have its inherent flaws
From where they can draw the strength
Mighty people may have some say
Powerful may snatch the big slice away
The power game may exert influence
It may remind always about the presence
The poor people always suffer most
They may have certain voice to cost]
Yet that remains confined to limited space
With bad system to provides with no good choice
Many countries may claim and talk high
But people are left high and dry
Lawlessness has surfaced now in street
Where people express their anguish and greet
How far people can tolerant apathy?
How long they can live on mere sympathy?
Why poor can not be taken care of?
Why rich too can not be accommodated?
No doubt, it is people’s representation
But it still remains full with lot many questions
Why some of the problems can not be addressed?
Why people’s life can always be made cheap and chased
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