Wednesday, September 28, 2022

Death certificate

Air has got fever 

No vaccine

It can’t breathe

No oxygen

Where is the way to hospital?

No vaccancy

Then, what is there in this country?

Sages are there..

Casanova’s are there

There are god’s who listen to them

There is the pomp of Kumbhamela 

Electio’s land mine is there

Country is full of patients

There are piles of corpses

In the sacred Ganges

Votes are there

Positions won by votes are there

Religions, caste,

Politics

More than this

Which gives life to man

Which kills in instalments

The only one business

Don’t ask that

Where are the humans?

This is the dying season

Of business conspiracy

Flowing like tides

Don’t worry about

Humanity

Now the one thing

This country can give is

Death certificate only

Also read: Count it as…!

Telugu Original 

Sikha Aakash

Translation 

Prof Sarojadevi Komatla 

Sarojadevi Komatla
Sarojadevi Komatla
The translator of the poems is Dr. K. Sarojadevi, a Professor of English from Andhra Pradesh. Besides being a poet, she is a content writer, columnist, editor, translator, academician and research supervisor. She presented and published research papers at national and international conferences and journals. She authored two books entitled Ethical intimations in the select Inter-war American Fiction and Vocabulary for Verbal Ability. She is serving Research India Foundation as an executive board member of Research India Resource Support Centre.
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