Braindrain Boomerangs. Poem by C. Muralidara Kannan

Braindrain Boomerangs

Brilliant youth continue
embracing self-banishment.
Good returns, bidding bye to
the land of well nourishment?

No local market for
our best yields.
Country's choicest mangoes
only get exported,
exclusively meant
for the taste buds
of far off provinces.

Be ready to get
bounced back, anytime.
The murky days see
an extraordinary exodus.

Fabricated quality checks
at the factories of exile
force thy rejection
sans any prior notice.

Let the fruit of mango
fly that away! Why the fruit
of man go far away?