Quick Downpour Everywhere! Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

A woman says,

The running water encroach my shack every year,
saving my 'new' newborn kid is my only fear,
feathering the children under my wings of hands,
escaped those floods and now I have nine kids,

A Tamil gentleman blabbers,

when I was drowned in government's liquor,
my buffalo better half yelled and woke me up,
I was almost drifted towards the sea of unforeseen future,
I saw the photo of Amma peeled from the index finger,

The middle class IT couple wonder,

from where on earth this flood has the string,
to startwith, and replace the low level dining,
a few branded jeans and gold still in the closet,
Let us escape first to get back the lost later,

The doctors and the businessmen mind whisper,

we have to see the opportunity from every calamity,
diarrhea, typhoid and other water borne microbes,
let our clinics get flooded with sick who are wealthy,
before the next flood, we may own another hospital,

in the state government building,

the wrapped up mother have the puffed face,
The husbands of brave Tamil women are invisible,
if CM sneezes, all these goons get the cold,
we have rested our life in their own petty dreams,

a common man explains,

these unavoidable could have been avoided,
had the shutters of brain of bureaucrat really function,
south east wind brings the man made water,
we shall forget all these trouble once sun shines,