Confession Poem by Pranab K Chakraborty

It's a time we pass
Much disturbed
When state power
Needs nothing but
Power to grip the chair

It's a time we pass
When learning the second class
Choice but idiocy
The first preference

By the name of religion
Community and constipation
When patriotism is a product
To sell to acquire popularity

It's a time we pass as if of middle age
In local context matches quiet high by its
practice and preferences!

Pranab k c
30/09/2019