Lanka's Lament

LANKA’S LAMENT
(Spare more than just a thought for the Motherland!)
The night skies are lit -
By the fires of anger and angst;
With not an ounce of fuel to light their stoves,
The people are out in the streets in droves.

There is neither milk powder nor flour;
Cinnamon nor cloves -
On the empty shelves lined with dust,
In the stores, that are closed.

Whilst the citizens tilled and toiled,
The leaders - besotten with power;
The country sold,
Filling their treasure troves with gold!

When will the Grace of Benevolence
Descend…….
To calm, the tide of rising violence,
And, feed the desperate cries of hunger,
To silence?
 
Kanayson Chandra Oct 2022