Political Culture Poem by Imthiyaz Khan

Complete confusion I am in
like Abhimanya,
as to what to call culture!
Unable I feel to find
the guide to nurture!

Unwise are proved
our convention formers!
Threatens the very thought
if Nation loses its armors!

Divided is the slogan:
Unity in Diversity,
into regionalism!
Deprived is the Nation
of leaders with patriotism!

Instead security,
unrest do cause politics,
devoid of public interest!

Like the kite in the air
unfastened of its string,
floats the vision envisioned
by the policymakers,
unscientific, non-committal!

The result makes
the poor poorer,
The rich richer
and leaves
the two eyes of the Nation:
the agrarian desperate
the weavers obstinate,
as was the Gandhi' notion!

The common people
are nailed to the cross of
hand to mouth existence!
While the elite are reveling
as though life is meant
for permanence!

Lucky are the suicidal cases!
Subject to sensationalism
granted ex gratia like
a pittance
for child laborer!

What to name the rest?
Forlorn or desolate? '

Incredible India' opine all!
I smell a rat!
If it is to bridge the pitfall!
Because,
Problems do secessionists
prefer to remedies!
Of course!
Subject the subjects
to hardships and tragedies!

Lo!
Peaceful co-existence
is the gist
that all the religions shower!
Changed the extremists
the basic meanings
to show their power!

Oh God!
Show thy mercy,
make my Indians realize
the strength of National Integrity
and pride of Mother India! ! !