Sentence me to life once
send me to those narrow, badly-managed streets
those narrow streets where happiness widens itself
those badly-managed streets where life cultivates itself
send me among those huts, small temples
through those broken roads, riding bullock-cart
the huts that house life, love
the temple that blessed me with childhood
Sentence me to life once
send me among those peeple and guava tress
in those fields criss-crossed with uneven, serpentine path
the peeple tree where spirits dwell, I was told
the guava tree where my heart dwell, I know
Sentence me to life once
send me away from the metro
away from these glitter & glitz
among those people who have seen me naked
among those days when nobody was neighbour
everybody was bade papa, chhote papa, badi maai, chhotti maai
bhaiya, bhauji and so on...
Sentence me to life once
send me to my culture
where there is no sir, no madam
no sorry no excuse me
just life, life and life
Sentence me to life once
send me to my very own no-internet, no-mobile zone
to my place where nobody slaughters children
where nobody carries out carnage like NDFB does
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