Who cared for your life
When you started your strife
Leaving all prestige and wealth
Protesting by fasting unto death?
Oh! Martyr!
Lover of ever flowing water
In the pure holy Ganges river
Which is brimming with poisonous gutter!
No one heard your pleas
Though you addressed them with ' please! '
Requested to stop corporates
From immersing their industrial wastes
Your fight for the helpless
Will not become hopeless
Though people saw you dying helpless
Unable to resist....they're powerless!
Your love for the river
Will instill courage sooner
And masses will rise to complete
The task you left incomplete!
Now, the river is smeared with blood
And the sweat of toil of workers and mud
It will be cleaned in due course
By determined efforts...of course! !
(In memory of swami Gyan Sanand (GD Agrawal)
Agrawal was a genius professor who renounced his wealth to fight for the people living on riverbanks
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
He was a great professor