ON THIS DAY DEDICATED TO THE TREE,
I HAVE PLANTED
A SAPLING OF POETRY.
PART ONE
Two words in Punjabi
Best describe a poet and his poetry
'Bhakai' and 'Shudai'
'Bhakai' means nonsense babble
And 'Shudai', a crazy lot
Who only speaks, and listens not
Millions of poets like birds on trees
Are crooning their song
Of only good and no wrong
Those who are to run governments
And then in their positions thrive
Can't on vacant notes survive
How can good and God be yoked
In the playing fields of sin
Where devil rules uninvoked.
Poets thou are a babbling squad
Better each to the other listen,
And think your job is done.
Let the crazy world in its follies engage
Keep intact the fleet of thy words,
The Prophet says.
PART II
The words were sitting on eves of homes
And on trees
And talking loudly
The great man heard their babble
Non sense
What will become of this humanity.
He sent his armed men
To scare them away
So that there is peace in the locality
The Administrator wanted
To know,
What they wanted from the municipality
Unhappy? Why this poetry ?
They get free sun(light), free water,
And even air is free.
At last, he silenced the babbling community
He announced an award
For the Best in Oratory.
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