POVERTY!!


Poverty!!

Poverty in India is a disease,
It’s not going to wipe out with ease.
Kids are in such a deplorable condition,
About that, do we even need to mention,
For days at a stretch,
They die a slow death due to hunger,
Or at times, to the harsh weather,
They have to surrender.
They live in such unhygienic slums,
Their life’s in doldrums.
They are in such a pitiable state,
And alas, they can do nothing about it,
But curse their poor fate.
Someone got to do something about this,
Someone got to take the initiative,
Someone got to eradicate,
This omnipresent disease

The government makes big plans,
But never do they make any real efforts,
To improve their condition
These poor kids are given free education, no doubt,
But about the quality of knowledge,
We do not even need to discuss about it.
They are given mid-day meals, no doubt,
But about the quality of food,
We do not even need to discuss about it.

The kids are daily exploited,
At the hands of some anti-social elements,
They are forced to quit school,
They are made to beg,
Against their will,
They are taught to steal,
They are taught to kill,
They are taught to betray their kin,
They are made to commit many a heinous sin.

I remember one such incident,
That has really jolted me.
I had gone to Agra once,
Where I saw such a dreadful sight,
Beggars circling rich foreigners,
Tormenting them, irritating them,
These kids felt no shame,
They felt no sadness,
About the things that they are losing,
That the best days of their life,
They are really wasting them by begging.
I was ashamed of these kids,
But at the same time,
I felt pity on their helpless condition,
I have realized one thing,
They beg not because they want to,
They beg because they have to,
That’s the only way,
That can help them survive.
Yet another day.

I feel helpless,
I feel like crying,
We talk about the developments in our country,
We talk about the rich industrialists,
Or the richer sportsmen and film stars,
Who thrive in our country,
But do we ever bother,
To speak about those,
Who form an integral part of nation.

Do we need some damn movie, (read...slumdog millionaire)
To remind us of poverty,
Can’t we do something,at least,
To tame this ferocious beast,
Can't we put in our best effort,
To wipe out this dirt.
Can't we emphatically say,
We love our country,
And we'll make it free from poverty.
Can't we emphatically say,
We love our country,
And we'll make it free from poverty......

So people, if we do our best, we CAN and we WILL eradicate this omnipresent disease known as POVERTY....

Comments

  1. i like it but just that by the end it doesnt sound like a poem.....
    but i like ur optimistic point of view though..

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  2. the reason being, i have to edit it still....didn't get the right words so posted as it is...... thnx for commenting!!....and view other poems too..they are edited and more like a poem!!

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