Our Needs... Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

Is it the life, what we need,
Our sons, toil in the beds and fields,
Armored with homemade guns and hoes,
The land is too hard to till and sow,

The seeds of peace never have a bloom,
To plant it on the sovereignty emblem,
Hearts are weaker, tired of these maskers,
Our daughters are loners, tasting the bitter,

The kids are lonelier, watching at their growing feathers,
Our life is faster than ever, accumulation of despair,
Joyous people never shout, showing their emotions out,
When we speak aloud, people think of us as mad,

When the stomach is full, we can't think neutral,
When the mind is full, we can't digest the matter,
When the needs are satisfied, what else do we need,
To taste the life, we have to be on hunger.