Honourables Poem by Sathya Narayana
Honourables
At eighty he is still a coolie
Toiling in paddy lea
Reaping pods and
Heaping the seeds
His sagged muscles working
In wonted harmony
But his brain tired of thought
Of his son who died as a sot; or
Of his daughter widowed at twenty past
Or his wife pulling weeds at another spot
He has to carry on this moil; I thought
Till death to retain his breath
Looking at his pitiable plight
A wicked feeling swept my heart
How great we're in contrast
Honourable servants of the State
We retire at sixty, in peace
Take a lump sum of grant, apiece
Also a pension for monthly use
Last but not the least
A T.V and a chair to ease
All this at what a simple price
For sleeping forty years in office! ! !
Loyalty rarely gets reciprocity......who to blame though at times the ones that push are the ones to get a way...
I recommend this as a read. Though, I must say that the subject was rather boringto me. That ust might be me. I found nothing in the piece that was disruptive to the purpose or meaning of the work. nicely done. GW62
how true.. poor are there to suffer for ever and taken for granted.. you opened up a pot boiler of painful truth.. I share your views.. it is time to change but who will change.. lifes' two shades. well written reality..10 Rema
As a conveyance of ideas this is a very good poem.As social commentary alas I am a poor critic, as I do not know what is just within the social fabric. Yr.Obdt.Svt. ngaio Beck
the poor farmer lacks security both from god and the governance...farming is truely a productive job..filing or sleeping is a dead job...this is a fine poem sir
what a sensitive and perceptive write on the plight of peasants, who have no retirement benefits, unlike the educated clases, with white collared jobs. Sathyaji, you really bring out the stark class disparities so well. moving and thought provoking10 Mamta
I really loved the last line, which aptly and justly sums up the state of our country, especially our ministers & burequcrats! - Raj Nandy
the difference is obvious...it's the day that matters to them n it's a life that matters to us!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/6/2025 9:20:02 AM # 1.0.0
A VERY TOUCHY POEM FULL OF BITTER REALITIES OF LIFE.