Stand up Draupadi, get hold of your attire,
Lord Krishna won’t come to protect your honor.
Expecting so much help, I can feel it
Trusting the media fixed and sold to waste it.
Crying and seeking help from closed ear,
Dushashans are sitting in courts, can’t hear.
Like a bunch of shameless and the such
How can protect the shame of others, so much?
Stand up Draupadi, get hold of your attire,
Lord Krishna won’t come to protect your honor.
Ruled by a blind king till yesterday, bare free
But now deaf and dumb too, to see.
Ears are filled by the fears,
You yourself say with your tears,
Tongues and lips stitched like Hindus of valley,
How and whom you want to teach like allies?
Stand up Draupadi, get hold of your attire,
Lord Krishna won’t come to protect your honor.
Shun henna and veil; lift your arms more,
Save yourself, learn to fight to endure,
Rot is splashed, nothing left to miss;
Heads and souls are for sale without hiss;
Free quotas and subsidies always waiting;
Live and die for freebies without hesitating,
Stand up Draupadi, get hold of your attire,
Lord Krishna won’t come to protect your honor.
It is a slap on the face of our system which is being managed by our political masters whose vision has always been marred by narrow sectarian considerations. Very bold commentary. Thanks. Ruled by a blind king till yesterday, bare free / But now deaf and dumb too, to see / Heads and souls are for sale without hiss;
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Verily, a good description of the present system where day by day losing senses, and the common man has to defend himself to keep his dignity as the chances of assistance are nill.....10