Farmer

Who cares the field from danger,

Protects it like an armor.

What a hard life is,

Of an Indian farmer.

The one who lives in mud house,

Produces food for whole city.

The one who struggles all his life,

But still filled with honesty.

The one who even risks,

All his crops under threat.

But still get only little money,

For all the crops that we are fed.

Today we can't even imagine,

The world is how much cruel.

With whose efforts, we can live,

That farmer is so much poor.

The one who bears every pain,

But still stays much calmer.

What a hard life is,

Of an Indian farmer.