An Indian farmer is born, lives & dies in debt.
Luck, if any, in the lottery is his only bet.
Loans, he is given by all & sundry.
Against the land that isn’t wet but dry.
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He toils hard to feed the nation and dies of hunger and debt. its hard truth....more shameful is the truth that we have'nt yet taken a serious steps to solve his problems.
very very well told sir! ...i soo agree with you! ...bcz its the truth in india! @! ! ...eah...truth is always bitter...and sir, you have narrated this poem very well! ! !