Judges think they have now jailed Binayak Sen
But he is indeed freed by this life sentence
They think the doctor’s cause has met its end
Little do they know he feels at home with comrades
What country, what sovereignty, what justice?
Imprisoned Binayak, what dialogues of peace?
Liberal democracy a sham, and to save its grace
How many Binayaks we must sacrifice?
Professional war-mongers comprise ruling class
Dacoits-at-large, freely looting the mass
Tatas and Ambanis, monopolists get awarded
Radia and Burkha, brokers, dalaals, well-bred
India is bleeding, oh my motherland in pain
Her comrades are dying, their revolutions in vain
Vedanta’s Chidambaram, World Banks’s McMohan
Auctioning India off, with terror and deception
Binayak, you wont be alone facing charges of Sedition
If they found with you letters of dishonorable missions
All working folks will communicate Maoist lessons
To imprison us all, they better create the biggest of prisons!
– Saswat Pattanayak, Peoples’ Poet