santhana louis

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Working Class - Zindabad - Poem by santhana louis


She is a working lady, intelligent graduate,
not a white-collar post, nor a BPO
or of fatty pay in a public sector
no well-laid, centrally cooled posh outfit
canteens to refresh or free-bees to count upon
no unions to protect -
or the day would pass
by the mere ticking of the clock,
Irrespective of the man-hours lost
or spells of maternity rests
with guaranteed pay packets,
no choice of leave, sources of loans
no yearly bonus or incentive for extra work load
or has any weapon or rights
for stoppage of work, at the slightest issues.

She is a hard working lady, with a burden to care
a family of four, father and mother are daily wagers
determined, sweaty, untiring, poor, fair sex
ten hours together, in a accountants' firm
machine-like and non-stop, for the last six long years
with no increments, murmur or tears
for a stagnant wage of Rs.6.500 per month
yet, she keeps Rs. 500 aside
for an uncertain marriage of self
with lot of dreams of an honourable husband

If I were one of those magical gods
Would come to her rescue by a new ‘avtar'
as the most lovable, kind, honest match
to be in service, to this ‘restless, serene flower'

Louis Santhana

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, November 10, 2012

Poem Edited: Wednesday, March 13, 2013

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