Poem by Nutan Sarawagi
Farmers suicide : in my noose to kill
In his eye I saw a world
Looking for a word of care and love
In which beauty sinks
In which love is at its brink
In tears of eyes writ in love
In a love begging for love
For I am a farmer in my own right
Caring tender in my world full of strife
To fill you in your fill of food
clothe and all needs of life
To grow your wheat for you
In your need to draw in you
Growing food as my right
In my cotton so soft and white
In the yarn so beautifully spun
In you to dress your life
The food on your table I bring to you
In my blood I drink to you
Tasting my blood it spills in you
In my blood of you
In you rests my life
In my life rests your life
Then why do you treat me like dirt
In my dust kill me in the very dust
In which I sprinkle my love
In the heat and sunshine of love
Gruelling in my sweat
in the love of our earth
In its love sowing my love
In the saplings of love
Tendering my love in crops for you
in it writ in your love
To kill me
with your love
Hang me to death instead
I am the one who gives you life
sustains your life
Yet I live undressed
distressed within myself
how many sufferings
in me to count
As I walk alone
in this journey of life
that have now dried
In a life unheard
before it ends my life
give me a voice
Hang me to death
Hang me for life
In my woe as I turn to you
in ‘you ‘ Kill me
in you ‘Your ‘life
Every 3O minutes a farmer in India commits suicide!
With the new “reforms” things are likely to just get worse.
Tens of thousands of farmers have taken to the streets , the biggest such protest in years as they fear new laws will leave them at the mercy of corporates !
For they may survive the corona but how will they survive this cruel law taking away their bread and butter , leaving them on the fringes of poverty far worse than before !
Destroy more than one lakh villages of Kisan (farmers ) with vikas, development after independence and then shout “Jai Jawan, Jai Kisan”(Long live soldiers!Long live farmers !)
Destroy millions of acres of fertile soil of bharat and then shout Bharat Mata ki Jai !(Long live Mother India !)
If farmers stop their supplies to cities they would collapse in one month.
Industrial governments will help farmers ?
Industrial governments run by corporations, by urban people , have destroyed the whole planet in hundred years and in the end they are going to kill all us humans on earth.
On the Eve of ‘Delhi Chalo Andolan ‘Protest March by Farmers
A poem dedicated to them !