Two protest poems, on the ongoing Farmers’ Protest, by Dr Piku, exclusively for Different Truths.
Lambs
Tender earth caressed with love Of a constant gardener, watering the Diffident germinating seeds With sweat and drops of blood each day. The gentleness of the lamb That nurtures, nourishes, feeds the world Like invigorating golden rays That kisses the tips of golden wheat. Bewildered the wheat fields lie With the slaughtered lamb's last cry, Pristine blood spilled in the haze Of winter fog and listless gaze Of moistened earth in bereavement Of gentle farmers lost to lust And complex prosaic manipulations.
Lions
Flames of fury, resilience Defying cold and suppression – Lions emerge in ruthless nooks Of a hegemonic circus of power. Jungle of concrete skyscrapers Revels in might and naked parade Of invading arms that sport with laws Throttling birds in migration. That concrete jungle slaughters lambs With words that swirl in perversion, Buffoons here don such masks of might Smirking bare at rending cries. The lions return with royal roars From the verdant fields and dreams, Lions blaze like tropical sun Righteous, strong, unrelenting. Will they redeem the maimed, numbed soil? Charge it to a resurrection?
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