The Dam And The Damned Poem by krishnakumar chandrasekar nair
The Dam And The Damned
Some saw undulating hills of bliss
And a stream and a waterfall
They that saw them were lovers and poets
But of no no future consequence at all
Politicians teamed up with engineers
But not to see the grandeur that lay across
All they saw were massive massive dams
And a million mega watts of power locked
And so this often repeated sad story here too began
Of tribal settlements and villages that were damned
As each tribal and villager were very carefully told
How the ground beneath their feet would turn cold
“For the greater good”, they were made to hear
“You must shift and our compensation cheer
Moreover, work and build this dam on this your land
Gainful employment for a long time, please understand”
Big dams are worth such small tragedies
Butterflies and monkeys can move elsewhere
Development is the need of this crying hour
What every nation needs is megawatts of power!
ah the old story of progress versus tradition where no one wins but the developer (did you mean tribe not tribal) shows the dichotomy of terrible dilemma. 10/10 BB
Loved it. There are no easy answers. Every thing starts in the name of human welfare but does it ends like that is always questionable. Just remembered Arundhati Roy's power politics. Really good poem.
Everything has a dual face As development, in its phase Without some sacrifice, no progress is viable But compensation should be settled amicable When we think of progress, the greater good of the greater number is often taken into account and the lesser number, cruelly sidelined. That is not fair. Those men evicted in the course of development projects should be given adequate compensation! We should also not unnecessarily tamper with eco systems and Nature's ecological balance! ! Enjoyed! The title is quite apt!
Lovers and poets see the beauty of nature! Politicians and engineers look at a million mega watts of power locked! Repeated sad story of tribal settlements and villages that were damned! Butterflies and monkeys can move elsewhere, Development is the need of this crying hour! Nice poem, somehow we have to convince ourselves!
a good poem realizing the society we live in and our needs.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/19/2024 7:59:34 PM # 1.0.0.1119
an intensely sensitive portrayal! sadly it's the price of civilization.