Partition Lit., What It In Partition Lit.? Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

From their partition,
Partition of homes and lands,
Try not to cash out of
From their misery and woe.

The invaders indaded it,
The intruders,
The looters running with loot money,
The plunderers plundered it
Taking it to be a medieval prized booty,
The uncouth people talk of their faith
And crusades
Having eaten opium.

Is this literature to read
About their driving out of homes,
Leaving of to footpaths,
Is stabbing to tell letting of blood drops,
Daggers drawn in enmity?

I cannot call it history or narratives
To be prescribed,
I even dismiss leftist and rightist historians,
I even censure litterateus writing for fame.