Phony Footnotes Poem by Aadil Hingorjo

Comrade, there's nothing invisible
Still there's no sincere action
The directions too are derailed
Creepy, cruel continuum continues
My land is being lynched down
No sea protests there
No river reddens the rocks
Sandy dunes too are untongued
The old trees and the new ones
The shadows are drastically different
The atmosphere is all unorderly
The watery streams don't reach there
But, see, the trade is on!
Everyone knows who's plotting it all
But no one uplifts his gaze
Gaze upward is the gaze undone
Life's lyricism loses the line
Undying artistry excels the way
No one in my country is naive now
Sadly the rain screams all alone
No one dares to axe it anymore
Ah, no one chooses the very walk!