Language and hunger
Both are one and the same, my dear.
Give me everything in my language,
In day to day administration for my knowledge.
Give me some food to satiate my hunger.
I am with Gangadhar Meher, the natural poet of my soil
And I tell with his tune; Mother Mother-tongue
And mother-land are more better than heaven.
I am with Rabi singh, the fire-brand poet of my state
And I tell with his tune; I am hungry now, my dear,
Open your vanity bag and give at least a rupee
And enable me to eat something, I have no time for romance.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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