Mother India

Fifty years of chaos and confusions

She has witnessed and now silently mourns

As a mother forgives her children

She has done that; they are still insane


Ere half a century, she was in chain

She was silent and cried in pain

Her children fought and freed her then

She asks now: Where disappeared all of them?


Where are they who loved her?

Who sacrificed their lives for her;

Why no doubt, today there is none

Whom you can ask to die for her!


– Saswat Pattanayak, Peoples’ Poet 




You denounce them as corrupt

They excoriate you for being communal

You deplore all their activities

They fulminate against your prescripts


Look, all ye men of politics

I dare flak all your policies

That talk volumes of promises

Aimed at deceiving the masses


Least concerned am I to you for being corrupt

Uninterested in communalism, I am no less a patriot

Mark my words – I am no Hindu nor Muslim am I

Never pondered over such topics, a simple human am I


Corruption or Communalism does not bother me

You are the ones who forced me to see

These aspects of yours, these dirty games you play

Alas! Still you project yourselves as gods with feet of clay!


You keel-haul each other over my problems

Without knowing them well, all your programs fail

Give me food to eat, place to live and clothes to wear

They are all my problems, with me – can you share?


– Saswat Pattanayak, Peoples’ Poet