Poem – The Two Poets

Two poets were born where the skies were fair,

To live in the land thereafter;

And one was a singer of sorrow and care,

And one was a bard of laughter.
With simple measure and simple word,

The feelings of mankind voicing –

And light hearts listened and sad hearts heard,

And they went on their way rejoicing.
The glad rejoiced that the world was gay –

Who took no thought of the morrow-

And it ever has lightened the sad hearts’ way

To hear of another’s’ sorrow.
The poets died when none were aware,

(For no one could see the token)

That light of heart was the bard of care,

But the heart of the other was broken. 

Poem – The Triumph of the Poeple

LO, the gods of Vice and Mammon from their pinnacles are hurled

By the workers’ new religion, which is oldest in the world;

And the earth will feel her children treading firmly on the sod,

For the triumph of the People is the victory of God.
Not the victory of Churches, nor of Punishment and Wrath,

Not the triumph of the sceptic, throwing shadows on the path,

But of Christ and love and mercy o’er the Monarch and the Rod,

For the harvest of the Saviour is the aftermath of God.
O the Light of Revelation, since the reign of Care began,

Has been shining through the ages on the darkened eyes of man.

And the willing slave of Error—he is senseless as a clod—

For the simple Book of Nature is the written scroll of God.
Who will dare to say the sunlight on the pregnant Earth was shed

That the few might rest and fatten, while the many fight for bread?

Lo, there springs a common garden, where the foot of Greed hath trod,

For the victory of Labour was the prophecy of God.
Mother Earth, in coming seasons, shall fulfil her motherhood;

Then the children of her bosom never more shall want for food,

And oppression shall no longer grind the people iron-shod;

For the lifted hand of Labour is the upraised hand of God. 

Poem – Corruption

शीश कटाते फौजी देखे, 

आँख दिखाता पाकिस्तान, 

भाव गिराता रुपया देखा, 
जान गँवाता हुआ किसान, 
बहनो की इज्ज़त लुटती देखीं, 

काम खोजता हर नौजवान, 

कोई तो मुझको यह बता दे..

यह कैसा भारत निर्माण..
अन्न गोदामो में सड़ते देखा, 
भूख से मरता हिंदुस्तान, 
घोटालो की सत्ता देखीं, 
लूटता हुआ यह हिंदुस्तान, 
आपस में लड़कर भाई-भाई, 

जा रहे है क्यों श्मशान, 

कोई तो मुझको यह बता दे..

यह कैसा भारत निर्माण..

पैसो के आगे बिकता देखा, 
हर इंन्सान का ईमान, 
ईमानदारी को कुचलते देखा, 
तनकर चलता बईमान, 
कदम कदम पर होते देखा, 

देश की गरीबो का अपमान, 

कोई तो मुझको यह बता दे..

यह कैसा भारत निर्माण…! ! ३! ! 

हिंसा को मैंने बढ़ते देखा, 
अहिंसा का होता कत्त्लेआम, 
गिरगिट का रंग बदलने जैसा, 
रूप बदलता हर इंसान, 

आपस में हमने लड़ते देखा, 
राम हो या हो रहमान, 
कोई तो मुझको यह बता दे..
यह कैसा भारत निर्माण…
यह कैसा भारत निर्माण….