Kerala Poem by Vinaya Joseph

In Kerala's land, where palm trees sway,
A society once bright, now fades away.
Beneath the surface of scenic bliss,
Lurks shadows of regressive abyss.

Where traditions bind, and norms dictate,
Progress stifled, by the weight of fate.
In narrow alleys, and minds confined,
The spirit of change struggles to find.

In the land of literacy's pride,
Ignorance thrives, prejudice does abide.
Bound by caste, and shackled by creed,
Equality remains a distant seed.

Women, once revered, now oppressed,
Their voices muted, their dreams suppressed.
In patriarchal grip, they silently weep,
While archaic customs their spirits keep.

Progressive strides, often met with scorn,
As conservatism stubbornly holds its horn.
Fear of change, fear of the unknown,
In the fabric of society, deeply sewn.

Yet amidst the gloom, a flicker of light,
Courageous souls, refusing the plight.
With each act of defiance, they pave the way,
For a Kerala where progress holds sway.

Let us rise against regressive chains,
And kindle the fire where hope remains.
In the land of backwaters and spice,
Let freedom and equality entice.

For Kerala's beauty lies not just in its land,
But in hearts that dare to take a stand.
To break the shackles of regressive strain,
And usher in a brighter, fairer domain.