India And Integration Poem by Pranab K Chakraborty

Forests and hills are precious
More than the human lives

And when it is known
Valuable metals waiting to be digged out
Strategy should be taken
By the business bosses
To take full grip to hold the land
Tribal peoples naturally live in these forrests
The son of the soil
Should have to be thrown out
Using the state power by any means

Ethnic violence
Communl riots
Ammendments of constitutional laws
Whatever it may be
Marking those people as
Terrorists with foreign connectiom
Ruler have to take the challenge of isolating
Those people from the main stream

Now my motherland
My country where I take breath
Which provides me free with air, sunshine, water
Being grinded repeatedly by these dark and drastic motivation
And we the peaceful citizens
Singing loud
'Long live the King
God save the king'
Because we have been convinced
By our ruler's transperent expression
Religion is our first requirement
Food health home education and earning
Secondary to exist as two-footed animal

Fire burns homes and skins
Leaving hill and forests people running away
Crossing border taking shelter in other state
And silent our ruler skilfully maintaining dumbness
Metal enriched land platinum mercury etc. getting ready
To serve our business lords who make the ruler
Rulers depend on their monetary support!

Pranab k c
02/08/2023