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Here’s a political poem by Kabir that lays bare the schemes by those in power, in Different Truths.
Larger, engulfing voids are being hidden
With a bunch of small effective holes
Bigger roads constructed to hide the smaller ones
Because who cares for “Small”
It’s not the game of hide and seek
It’s the game of ruling for creating mass oppression
Thousands saved to hide the assassination of millions
No one measures the amount of piled up bodies
Neither the litres of blood and tears
Because no one is left to measure
We have always known a battle exists
But here a ruler rules who worries little for survival
The word “survival” is for the fighters
Not for the person who just enjoys death
Years will pass without a single glance
Towards the larger void of hindrance
And one day there won’t be a single room left
For the words to be rebellious enough
Then only they will know how they stabbed themselves.
©Kabir Deb
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