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Mainstream, VOL XLIX, No 43, October 15, 2011

Crossing the Line

Wednesday 19 October 2011, by Badri Raina

Sardar Montek Singh Ahluwalia,
He plan my poverty;
Suddenly I am a rich man,
For my income is thirtythree.
Having crossed the line by a whole Rupee,
I now have more and more;
I see around my jhuggi things
I never could see before.
That magic buck floats angelic
Beyond my penury;
The thirty two upon the ground
Reach up for the Christmas tree.
The knowledge that this extra buck
Puts me among the haves,
Makes me feel I needed not
The sumptuous fishes and loaves
That I never had nor ever will
Find upon my skeletal palm;
Better prepared I am to starve
With thirty third for balm.
At thirty three the son of god
Suffered fake demise;
Food or no food I too am set
To rise, and rise, and rise.
Dear Montek, he give selflessly
Such healthful advice;
Soon no poor shall remain,
But plenty of rice.

September 25, 2011

Badri Raina

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