Dr. Yogesh Sharma
Quota Creation - Poem by Dr. Yogesh Sharma
Some man unworthy to be professor
Of merit or de-merit, himself being false or weak,
Thought his gain and shame would be lesser,
If on mankind he might his power wreak,
And thence a law dark did flow;
One lose but one man grow,
But, other creations have driven low.
Is man, woman, bright by law forbidden
To smile where they list, or lend away their light?
Are birds shouted, or are they away driven,
To abandon their mate, or sleep out a-night?
Merit or knowledge never lose,
And they new lovers choose,
But world made worse with those.
Who so ever kick huge ship to hangar at harbor,
And not to meet bright land, not to live withal?
Or built unfair palaces and rest with arbors
Only to rust, or else to let them kill?
Good is always good and no less,
Always showers wealth it posses,
But quotas are only waste and leaders’ lust mess.
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