Manipur Crisis Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

The ethnic divide
Never did I like it
Whenever heard I about Manipur,
The people clashing with
Shaking off the bonds of relationship.

How could it taken place,
How was it let it happen?
Are we so hard of heart
That fought we pitched battles
Indulging in brutality?
Could you not feel about the houses
With the poor people
So helplessly watching the mobs gone on rampage?

Whatever be the causes leading to the spark
Of the unrest, violence and feud,
Arson and bloody skirmishes,
We need to live peacefully,
Co-exist with harmony
Bandaging the wounded hearts
As this is not the way to protest and bully anyone.

The land is neither of the Kukis nor the Meiteis
But of all those who live in
And to think of eliminating one another
Is not at all a good symptom or sign,
Now the time has to shed
Our brutality, bestiality,
Let us try to be the lovers of man
Rather than misanthropists.

The ethnic divide
Separating, discriminating
Man from man
When will they understand it,
The Kukis and the Meiteis,
The hill-based, the valley-based folks?
Why are they bent upon taking each other's blood
Just for selfish ends, narrow mind-sets?