We have travelled to Moon and Mars
We are to conquer many more stars
With the blessings of science and human brain
So much progress have we made in material gain
Man has this world's treasure under his feet
Still his greed for more remain unsatisfied
He sends rockets and space crafts to explore more
While people on this earth die of poverty and hunger
Calling mankind developed is only a sham
As all knowledge of man has failed to solve a simple problem
Why poor man's labor selling so cheap
Why rich man's labor selling rich
Why poor man's life is so cheap
Why rich man's life so rich
What a shame! !
We can not solve a simple equation
We can not equate rich and poor
We can not stop rich getting richer or poor getting poorer
We can not bridge the widening gap
As the fate of billions is controlled by few hands
What a shame
All of man's knowledge
Has gone down in the drain.
So powerful feeling, so powerful expression; you have been a true rebel poet here, like our national poet Kazi Nazrul Islam. Thanks, dear Didi.
Thank you Sayeed for liking my poem..I really feel humbled when you take the name of great revolutionary and nationalist poet Kazi Nanrul Islam.I too find your rebellious tone against inequalityt fanaticism, dogmatism, oppression of free spirit in many of your poems.Thank you brother for your appreciative words.
Yes, wickedness as seen all over the world! ! In the name of mankind. Nice piece.
Excellent poem Barhati that needs to be read by all the elite running countries and taking donations from their billionaire friends
I won't bother to mention (ha ha) that, to me, you make it sound like 'the moon' and 'the planets' are 'stars' which, last I heard, is not true. I repeat here that God is the maker of humans, SUPPOSEDLY. Let Her make corrections. bri : )
Bharati, I think you've made the condition of man(and woman) -kind sound too uncomplicated. I doubt that your statements all would hold up to a detailed statistical study [whatever THAT would consist of! ...but I like my alliteration].
Madam, all your poems indicate extraordinary style of writing.Really good is your pen.
We can not equate rich and poor We can not stop rich getting richer or poor getting poorer We can not bridge the widening gap As the fate of billions is controlled by few hands- The problems of life. we see it and count our problems with tied hands unable to do anything about it. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
yes, dear Barhati, your poem fits.. SEND :)
Thanks Fabrizio, I am so glad to be included in your Poetry Project.