These poems are for Kush

The Boy Who Came Back to India

I came back to my impoverished country
Only to find that things had changed
What was over there was now over here
They appreciated my money now more than me

But the bad things still remained the same
So we still had the fucked up personal laws
The ones which said Indian dads
will not get joint custody of their kids

The ones that said that it is okay
for some Indians to starve
While other Indians make and spend millions
On stock markets and cricket

Where beggars roam in front of bungalows
in Lutyens landscaped city unchanged from the Empire
Where we exchanged one royal family for another
So the fifth generation member of one family could be Prime Minister

Where people can still get killed
For asking too many questions Or worse
the press is corrupted because
they dont pay journalists and army generals too well here

So the boy looked at his glorious motherland
And shrugged
I cant change 3000 years of inertia
But I can change me

Goodbye India it was an awesome time we had
Goodbye the truth is you never loved us anyway
Too busy sending satellites to the moon
To realize people were hungry on earth


2 responses

  1. Amen ,I think we may of discussed this before , great poem !

    August 19, 2012 at 12:43 am

  2. That old saying about ‘the more things change…the more they remain the same.’…seems to be true everywhere.

    August 17, 2012 at 10:38 pm

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