Bereft of Hope

a poem by Sheela K . Sharath

While the crops wither in the fields,
starved of timely water!
… while his wife and children
grow paler and weaker everyday!
… while the money lenders
having already bled him to death
continue to squeeze whatever’s left!
… while farmers like himself losing courage,
use the pesticides on themselves
instead of their crops!
… while fear and hunger pangs
are his only constant companions!
… while his old parents survive
due to the compassion of neighbours
much the way the street dog does!
… while the farmer losing hope
grows more desperate by the hour
and more suicidal by the day …
The fattened politicians
fight it out in the full glare
of the media; state vs state;
squeezing political mileage with their
melodrama of words,
ensuring their seat, securing their vote bank,
for the coming election!