The tender coconut that you once gave me
Was certainly more tasty,
Than a nation you have offered
To keep me alive and to shape a meaning
For your existence than mine!
In spite of my greatest efforts
To teach your words
My dog never feels
That he is an Indian.
K.P Sasi is a film maker. Email: kpsasi36@gmail.com
You are feeding us pallets
And making us drink blood
Sleep us on funeral pyre
And yet we are not Indian
You are afraid of our voice
You are afraid of our choice
You are afraid of your own shadow
Which makes you grope in the dark
We know what is darkness
And are not afraid of it anymore
Because we know that sunlight
Has to proceed darkness
You are afraid of our freedom
Afraid that you will loose the beauty
Peep into your minds
To find that you are ugly
We have the right to self-determination
We want to be a seperate’ nation
We want freedom from the fetters
Of both India and Pakistan
At least now, recognise our desires
And peacefully depart from our land
We can still be loving neighbours
With peaceful co- existence
Come out from the narrow confines of country
Leave pseudo- nationalism and patriotism
Widen the scope of humanity
Liberty, equality and fraternity….!!
Nice one. It is not easy to be normal in an abnormal world.