Asit Kumar Sanyal

Gold Star - 17,252 Points (04 Jan 1957 / Lalgola, Murshidabad, West Bengal, India.)

It Is An Offense - Poem by Asit Kumar Sanyal

Never waste food in the plate
Don't pour milk on phallic symbol of Shiva
It's an offense
Million babies cry for a spoon of milk
Billions sleep empty stomach
For want of handful grains.

No doubt, money is yours
But resources belong to society
You have no right to waste it,
Indian ethos also prohibits wasting food
Or leaving unconsumed on the plate.
It is an offence.

(Wild Flowers)

Topic(s) of this poem: food


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Poem Submitted: Monday, March 30, 2015

Poem Edited: Saturday, January 30, 2016


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