It's a poem to remind my country people (Indians) that what we are facing today is not a democracy! It's a TOTAL capitalism and the trodden are still trodden and will be the same if you people do not come ahead and save them!
The People on Footpath
Now darkness and calm noise do rebel
Against the fading whispers of pauper plutocrats
Lying under the sky sans moon to light
Their half covered bony flesh and ugly face
That tell the story of our glorious fight
Once we had to vanish that line,
The line that maligns the sight
To see and justify, that equal is grace.
For all, the same is eternal sunshine.
Composed by Poet Alok Mishra
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