Tour Poem by subbarao akkinapalli

The tour

Granny
What is it you want,
To stay united or to go divided
Sonny
I just want a little morsel
For I am ravenously hungry.

Grandpa
The demand of which side
You concur with
Laddie
We just need water for our parching fields

Mother can you tell
Who is correct in this melee

Sir, who will bring back my dead son

Ayya, at least you reveal
Which side you support

Sir, I sold my kidney in futile
The enterprise I depend upon went broke
I am struggling along reeling under the load
Of my family like a half zombie,
What can I say.

Hey young man
Which group you hail
Sir, my education fails to give me a break through
I need a means of livelihood now badly

Dear girl,
You tell me what is in your heart of hearts

Which ever by the State
There should not be demons dominating

You novice
I ask you in conclusion
Answer in one word expressing your choice

Just a state without politicking gangs
Can you give it to me, Sir.

Telugu Original: Garimella Nageswara Rao
Eng. Trans. Rama Teertha