Build and keep building,
Skyscraper temples,
Construct tall Mansions,
And huge Minaras,
Sprinkle colours and have fountains,
Construct and keep constructing,
Beautiful gardens,
Stretch high and far colourful domes,
And some kindergarten,
And Chandrashalaas
(Night houses) may be.
Internally suffocated stones (Sheelas),
How will they withstand,
The pressures from this hugeness,
In the future times?
May be you are doing all this,
To cover up the insulting status,
Of the poor.
But, one day,
From the poor and neglected,
With their stretched tongues,
Of the accummulated hunger,
The 'fire of hunger' will be erupted,
Don't ingnite the spark that,
Would destroy the huge monuments,
Into the ashes!
And not even a tiniest grain,
Of the ashes would be seen.
(Based on 'Fire of hunger' in Gujarati by very famous Gujarati poet
Umashankar Joshi).
