WHEN - A poem
WHEN? When are we going to talk about the poverty ravaging in the land? When the three-square meals have become a thing of the past, When the meagre incomes are spent even before the time passes the half mark, When the majority have turned to beggars, When industries are packing up everyday, When hunger registers more death rate compared to accident When rags and tattered clothes become the official uniform of the populace, When homelessness can't let us differentiate between the masses and the electric poles - they both sleep out I ask, When? When will we get to iron out the ritual and serial killings? When people are slaughtered every day like fowls, Many are massacred for gullible and delusional reasons, When the loud sounds of wailings and sorrows deafen the few remaining, When the blood of innocents flow in the land like natural resources, When our people are displaced and rendered homeless almost every hour, When beautiful you...