Kowtown Diktats

demonetisation-allen-shaw

Count the cows & the cakes
of dung, lynch a few men
every time
you get their tally wrong.

Break their bones,
don’t lose the count
from 206 to 824.

Raid their homes
Defile the graves

Reward the mobs richly with jobs.

Count the members that fail
to rise as the anthem plays
in the dark.

Break their bones,
don’t lose the count
from 206 to 824.

Raid their homes,
Defile the graves

Reward the mobs richly with jobs

In a loop,
keep counting the banned
notes that came back to banks.

Discount the men
and women
who ate
and drank
and shat
and peed
and died
and gave
birth
standing
in
the
queues.

Binu Karunakaran is a poet from Kerala

Support Countercurrents

Countercurrents is answerable only to our readers. Support honest journalism because we have no PLANET B.
Become a Patron at Patreon

Join Our Newsletter

GET COUNTERCURRENTS DAILY NEWSLETTER STRAIGHT TO YOUR INBOX

Join our WhatsApp and Telegram Channels

Get CounterCurrents updates on our WhatsApp and Telegram Channels

Related Posts

Sundays

I sit still, lethargicAnd add new wordsTo the great tapestryOf female sorrows From a distant cityOver the ruinsOf a war he never foughtA boy cries, there is no wayBack to…

Operation Gold Rush

It's all about the gold.Hasn't it always been?The allure, the beauty of goldin whatever form it takes —wealth, power, fame, ironclad security. In Gaza the rush is on.Tanks, bombs, missiles,…

IN the HUMAN WORLD

In the human worldwe have heroesand villainsand cowards. Those who defend lifetaking risks aboveand beyond self interestthose who destroy lifeand those we do not carewho play games ofselfish detachment and…

Faces

The world is full.Filled with hardships.Filled with courage.Filled with suffering. EverywhereThere are human faces.Everywhere the pathosOf conscious mortality.Everywhere the pathosOf human faces. The world is full. Filled with struggles and…

The First Stone

If it were me in Palestineand I found you on a stretcherin a shell-shocked hospital,I would kneel beside youand take your hand in mine,wipe the blood from your faceand pray…

Join Our Newsletter


Annual Subscription

Join Countercurrents Annual Fund Raising Campaign and help us

Latest News