The Hollow Drum Poem by V P Mahur

For how long, how long
You will watch mutely
You will look desperately
You will go
Without responding
Without responsible feeling
Towards the unfair
The inhuman doing
Here, there, everywhere

It seems as if
Inhumanity has become
A pompous drum
And everybody is crazy
To play a rum-pum-pum

Join hands
Make correct choice
Don't be silent
Raise your voice
High above the drum
To declare
And to the inhumans
To make clear
That this hollow drum
Can't keep us mum
For long
By its unfair
Harsh rum-pum-pum