Modism
The east and the west storm all abreast To topple the deliverer of the poor, But the angel from God Powered by his profound patriotism Stands like a rock immovable. Thousand million hands, each though vulnerable, Hold their spirited hero to face the challenge of Eradicating corruption, black markets, The reign of terror and intimidation. Now Ravanas roar in a vain attempt To fail the plans of righteous Ram Leading and loved by, legions of sons Born to the great Mother India. PM Modi’s Clean-India Movement Is not going to take a halt Until it has swept all black piles of garbage Off the houses, off the markets And off the coffers of masterminds. Tall trees are sure to be uprooted In the Modi whirlwind. Friendly to undergrowth, Friendly to grass and plants, It will give them space and sky to grow in. - Ramesh Tiwari