My Country My Aamburei Poem by Gajanan Mishra

No budget
Gajanan Mishra

I know not what is budget,
Is it a food to eat!
I can't say this.
But a boy named bhutalu Parabhue,
Reading in a college far a way from
Our village Bhaludarh,
Feels comfortable with the news
Hearing from his mobile I know.

I know not what is tax,
I earn two hundred rupees
As daily laborer, work is not
Available daily, though.
Often I take cows, goats
To the field for their grazing,
And for that I get water-rice
From the owners to fill up my belly.

From the village men
I know our Prime Minister
Is a good man and taking
Our country towards good direction.
I don't know what is meant by the country!
I can say Madan Gadia, Sebarna jore,
Aamburei, all are my country,
And they are being destroyed by the literati.

× Aamburei - mango orchard
Madan gadia- village pond
Sebarna jore- small village river

Tapobana, Titilagarh-767033