Dreams Of Ram Kali

Yes We are progressive

We prosper

We have missiles Torpedoes

Ships Combat Rickets

We can Kill our enemies

But, it's a" Big but "

Could We identity our enemies? 

Poor Ram Kali 

Has to survive on 

Two pots of water a day

What she brings from five miles away

And her only son

Goes walking to a school

Barefoot Two miles

Her husband Ram Pyare

Jobless for a year

Has No solace

Except for meagre allowance

No shelter

They look UP for rains

And hopes belied

Rest in their slum

Look for better days