Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

The Machine Understands What We Speak... - Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

Confused of this betrothal,
Since the wheel of asoka replaced the handcuff,
On the night, when the lions left,
Leaving the sheep to bleat,
Sixty six years gone,
The multitude of human,
Tripled, soon to surpass the Chinese,
The wealth neither dwindled nor created,
But protected by the selfish giants as guards,
We are still divided and occupied,
The checkered squares of a pyramid,
Where we can’t find any prosperity,
Only the once alive dead mummies,
Glory of the past caste hierarchy,
The hands pushed down the democracy,
Marx, Lenin and Stalin ideologies,
The state is the guardian angel,
To appear and appease the electoral,
For the votes to be counted again and again,
For the same groups replace each other,
Same wrongdoing repeated term after term,
We know nothing of the disgrace and shame,
Unless we think of us as one and equal,
Segregation and favoritism not favorable,
Wind of change is still not felt,
Though the marriage to democracy is misspelled,
The old ethnic and cultural perception of life,
Neither helps nor destroys us to be aloof,
We can speak the languages that machine can understand,
While the livelihood of our siblings at stake.

Comments about The Machine Understands What We Speak... by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

  • (4/29/2013 9:08:00 PM)

    We walk upon the rope of expectation and frustration, but to have a sense of empathy and express it so well.... Your talent is great. (Report) Reply

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  • Gajanan Mishra (4/25/2013 9:40:00 AM)

    same group same wrong doing
    Livelihood of our siblings are at stake.
    good poem.
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 25, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, September 25, 2013

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