As the sunlight pierces the tender peepul leaf
I find the meaning of transparency:
With the scams of CWG,2 G and CVC
Occupying space in print, and time in tv media.
Here the light green allowing sun light to pass
Makes it clear that nothing gets special treatment,
Since everything in that leaf is made open and clear
For every passerby to understand.
It is said to be the best disinfectant on earth,
And yet all our architects build structures
Where the sunlight bounces off the outer shell
And cannot enter to let the dark things apparent.
Keep your bookmark on this poem,
And go searching for the peepul tree
In the morning sun, see what I am on,
And then come and complete the reading!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem