By Subrata Mukherjee
In love with Golapi, Subratagolapi.
Where is your head?
Is it still on top or bent to the dust?
Do your eyes still able to see the truth?
Or fixed on some hoax, making you all happy in vain!
Are your feet standing on the courage as you were bold and right?
Or they tremble and hesitate to walk towards the truth?
Joining hands with your mind that once had full of trust!
And touch your backbone to find if it is as before.
Hold you upright with your height, honour and fame!
Or you lost your soul even and forgot your name!
As you are the broken bone, dead and Wrong.
Beg and down, trod under the colured lies full of shame!
Taken from “Raise your voice!”by Subrata Mukherjee