Common Platform Poem by Gajanan Mishra

What is going on
I failed to understand.
False cries, false claims,
False speeches, false insurances,
Some are coming, some are going,
All players are enjoying.
All conspiracy and no one is
Committed to the land.

No good time,
All in distressed,
The poor and the unemployed
The worst sufferers.
Have some mercy on us,
Oh leaders, we are the common men
Here there sleeping sitting
And staying in the open
Under the sky in this bitter
Cold of winter.