“Special Economic Zone”
Buy farm land for Industries, Chinese scheme
“Give us your land. We’ll pay you three times it’s worth”
They lunged “let us be”
and the lobbyists won’t let that be
Give me a chance
Let me speak
“Farmers, my brothers, sell your land
You got no choice but two
Hang yourself to a rope and die or raise a gun
Let me be your inspiration
Look at me
I’d sell anything
My underwear, my socks, my neighbor’s wife
That’s all I am left with”
My speech had an effect
But on the authorities, it seems
“An apartment on your farm land for free”
Not a single eyelid winked
Farmers like to make out in the open, I believe
Damn…I so envy that
In the car, on the beach, moonlit night
But hush hush job unlike countryside
Cops and hooligans alike, how many can I fight?
I am getting old now and I got to keep myself fit for prime time
Millions die of hunger in my country
Let them eat, I am on liquid diet
Prescribed by a celeb dietician, a cute one!
Am I missing the point?
Food grain decays in the open yards
Exposed to insects and rats
Huh! All you need is a reason to blame our politicians
How do you expect them to build storage overnight?
Haven’t they asked Wal-Mart and Carrefour to march in
With Dollars and Euros and insight?
Rise above petty thoughts
you don’t appreciate, take all for granted
air and water, they never levied upon us
We are immune
virus, bugs, worms, fertilized crops,
toxin, venom, carbide gas
a thirty odd die everyday, get crushed under trains
Don’t they read public messages?
Politicians are clueless
they did their job ardently
To make us aware
they glued posters
In the stinking public toilets
but we just don’t go there
We like it in the open
Ah! Now you get it
you need not question our politicians
or doubt their selfless act
Ask the Indian cricket team
if you don’t believe me
Can I see it?
Can I see a civil war closing in?
Really, is that true?
God help me please
Hold that war
Don’t be unfair
You see, I am on diet, and I have waited quite a while
I was promised a special coverage on TV, Prime time
Alright…alright, I’ll let that pass
One picture in page 3 will do
What do you say?
Damn, I hate deadlines