Poverty Of Vision Poem by Binayakumar Mohanty

You are ridiculous of
our soil
bare and barren
we, going on bare foot
with no suit and boot
Unlike you do.

You know not
that your fathers
and fathers' fathers
and their fathers
stolen our sandals and napkins
Stood by our thrones and crowns
wearing torn gowns.

We have seen them
looting our houses
for their need and greed
to feed.

with their covetous eyes
on our longings and belongings
they destroyed greenery in
our paradise like land.

Now you show fake sympathy
on its xeric fate
that we hate.

You google poverty
in morphography
but blind to see
our angiography
our great heart and
richness in our telescopic vision.

Our photographic paint brush
aptly sketch your nudity
your hostility.

Your birth may be an accident
But of love we are born
with love we live and learn
we die for love
What you know of love
that you flatter.

Pity on you!
Google your ugly face
and come to the race.