When I See The Mud Houses In The Country Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

When I see the mud hosues
In the country,
I think of
What to say, what not,
What it the attainment of freedom,
Are we free indeed,
People unable to eat,
Unable to live and clothe
Facing water, food and housing problems
Without thinking about health and hygiene?

Poor country,
Poor pictures and images
Of poverty, hunger and malnutrition,
Neglect, illiterarcy, ignorance,
When will they develop,
The country has been free since 1947
And still now it is pretending,
Talking of development schemes?