Dr. Yogesh Sharma
Where Is The Great Man - Poem by Dr. Yogesh Sharma
The nation is waiting for the Great man,
It is a big frustration and breakdown;
To the starving and nature crushed,
Rising population and rising poverty;
Sick and slavery; all around.
Rohingya, Bangladesh intruders,
Jihadi terror, Naxal terror,
Ready to devour the masses.
NGO industry, activism dealership;
Agitation business, freebies politics;
Liberals, tolerant, Award grabbers,
Students, teachers, journals;
All troublemakers and freebies grabbers..
Humble and decent are unknown;
Shabbily dressed and hair uncombed;
Land sharks, living fearlessly;
Rural and cottage industry dying;
Honest uncared for simple, humble teachings.
Taxpayers and soldiers are sad,
Turn your face, lives writhing on the roads,
Many of his new gospels, annoying the priests,
Turned hostile to the Messiah,
Led him to crucify followers.
Messiah disciples spread his words,
Through conversion and compassion,
No mercy, no milk of human joys;
Pain and anguish spread far and wide;
Opening the hearts to Divine darkness.
Temples are deserted, hearts are empty;
Emotions turned stony, teachings of the books;
Lost in the noise and forgotten;
Waiting for the light from heaven to fall,
Iconic figures failed to uplift humanity.
The big gates of the country barn,
Must stand open and equipped,
The meadows filled with dried grass,
Must turn into green pastures,
Absorbing all to myself for these lines.
A million bosoms were filled
With fear, scarcity, protection;
Waiting for the times to change,
Freedom, liberty, property and safety;
To be ushered in the nation.
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