When I See Poem by Unnikrishnan Sivasankara Menon
When I See
When I see the farmers in hoards
Knock the doors
Of the apathetic government,
When I see the hands that feed us
Raised with folded fists
And lips chant woeful slogans,
When I see the turbaned heads
That do not bow low
On the slants of the scums in power,
I hear the hurried hearts beat
On fear of their lives
Getting stolen right before their eyes,
I am reminded of the lines of William Blake
"A dog starved at his master's gate
Predicts the ruin of the State".
What a wonderful and powerful poem. I can feel the anguish of the farmers in this beautifully crafted and excellently conveyed write. Five Stars and to my Poem List. A copy of this poem should be furnished to all concerned parties for their perusal. A poetic gem.
Sorrows and woe! .. Very heart moving! .. Very powerfully expressed! .. Much heart written in this indeed! ..5 Stars +++++......................... May God shine a light upon all! ..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/22/2024 5:53:40 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Wisely penned.......thanks for sharing...
Thank you, Anjandev. Obliged for your time