How many tails have grown over the years?
Neither the beginning nor the end appears visible.
Jai Hanuman too had a tail, which grew and grew
Until he burnt the entire golden Lanka
He jumped, and jumped and jumped
With a jubilant smile crowning his face
Igniting every nook and corner of the nation
While Vibhishan conspired and slept through.
Ravana, the high and mighty learned king
With his “vaulting ambition,” like Shakespeare’s
Macbeth … and to win the ‘crown’ … Sita
Brought his own doom
Gujrat ignited, cut off like Robinson Crusoe
On an isolated island
Where he reigned supreme,
Has arisen like the barrier reef
And the crest of a mountainous landslide
With a young furious ignited leader
Demanding a part of the ‘tail’
To quench his thirst and hunger
For the delectable icing ‘off the cake’
The story is just a chip of the iceberg.
Communication shattered, life disrupted
The innocent trampled and killed
Police ‘lathi- charging’ kicking and beating
The young and the old … women too
A lesson to teach and prevent the flames
Rising in other parts of the country,
We live in a democratic country
The greatest in the world
But treated no less than criminals
Sorrowfully the tail grows longer and longer
Day by day
As more and more classes, join the fray
And more and more agitation to grab a slice
Of the mouth- watering cake
To taste the creamy layers of reservations
Before it is too late
No one wishes to struggle and earn
It is easier to walk on crutches and drain
The youth’s energy and aspirations to earn with dignity
Where is the country heading?
The pitfalls are grave and disastrous,
The Himalayas are screeching downwards
Tsunamis are turbulent
Mumbai, like Venice may someday drown
Landslides consume lives
There are other more threatening issues to resolve
The flames are uncontrollable
There is water shortage everywhere
Who will burn?
What will burn?
Are we not animals?
Grabbing morsels thrown