Saturday, November 15, 2003

The world is flying into stars, fast,

very fast,

But we love our land,

And dig deep into it,

To know our Mother ’s religious past.

How did she pray,

And under whose regime;

Did she pray to Ram

Or believed in Rahim!

We kill, we murder,

We slaughter, we dig;

Our religion is a farce,

A struggle between cow and pig!

Trishuls, lathis and slaughtered cows,

The concept of religion lies all swirled,

’Coz God is in heaven and all

Is right with this stinking world!!

What are we to do?

Everything that we have,

is fake or faulty.

Soft drinks have pesticide,

Chocolate needs insecticide,

wheat is defective;

milk ineffective.

Anything that is tested,

falls short of the standards,

then the matter is rested,

with confused consumers...

What are we to do?

We go by the lab tests

and kick out the soft drink.

We take up fruit juices

‘it’s a matter of time’, we think

before even these are banned,

because of faulty preparation,

discovered only when, a raid

on its factory is planned.

What are we to do?

Granaries have rats,

worms wriggle out

of our peas and water taps.

Hygiene is not

the top priority.

Where millions starve,

the confused consumers

are in minority

what are we to do?

The water is impure;

we boil it twice,

and take out pebbles

from pulses and rice.

What are we to do?

And whom do we trust?

The FPO, the labs,

the authorities, the ads?

We must root out corruption,

to end this confusion.

And for the time being,

The confused consumer

Will have to make,

His own decision.

— Richa Sarin Std-XII, SGGSCP School, Chandigarh