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What an Age we are Passing Through
by Aju Mukhopadhyay

Tuesday, June 12, 2007
Rated "G" by the Author.
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It may be said a rant, generally. It describes the pathetic condition of the globe in all affairs, particularly India where people are haplessly dependent on politicians for all purpose and progress. Democracy is at its low ebb.

What an age we are passing through!

What a hodgepodge what limosis what craze!

Best of all the cracies, they say, is democracy

after all, a rule by the people, for the people

but alas, it’s only once that they get the chance,

easily duped by the demagogic, prolixious speech
and the crocodile tears . . .

everything they lose to the politicians

who possess kaleidoscopic characters

verily, the chhaya of the ancient maya;

they change the statute once in the chairs

defying the wisdom of the Nation to suit their purpose

judges cannot undo.

They give anything to anyone, of any denomination

deny our heritage, destroy the land we stand on

to secure their position of power, right to misrule;

no party no group no policy or ideology has any value

if that does not serve them, does not
satisfy their hunger and greed;

rage for industries grow, farmers commit suicide

private contractors for every work throng

merits and wisdom are sacrificed
at the alter of caste and community vote;

newspapers serve many tainted and wrong news

with partisan attitude, features and letters

they publish conform to their views;

climate change and global warming

are the offshoots of mechanical, luxurious living

of the rich and the powerful.

Forgetting all these the youths of the country

Flee to foreign land for money and comfort;

the primitive trade is upbeat
women stand naked before the public
of their own accord,

human trafficking is a part of it.

What an age we are passing through!

Ecology destroyed disharmony brought to Nature

Man-Animal relation worsened

by killing daily thousands of dumb creatures;

meat and leather industry
are the diabolic face of the humanity.

Gandhiji, a bad politician but great humanitarian,

wished cottage industry, real Panchayet and simplicity

lived on earth with earth on his head and body.

What an age we are passing through!

smile and guffaw, snigger and bravado, choking of voice

lead toward kakistocracy on piscine principle;

clutching each other’s throat with claws and talons

when men will fight to reach the nadir

a gigantic unknown vulture in its turn
will be ready to descend on him;

only then a chance may arise for us to see

a divine ray to rise to save us, free

from the heaps of a doomed democracy

through the real forerunners,

messengers of the God.

© Aju Mukhopadhyay, 2007

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Reviewed by Mary Coe 6/26/2007
Good write. I enjoyed the read. Your work is very interesting.
Reviewed by Spirit Warrior 6/13/2007
How sad but true,

What an Age we are Passing Through?

I believe that all of Creation is crying out...How long???

God Bless, God Speed,
~Spirit Warrior

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