Since And Therefore Poem by Jinnuraine Jaigirdar

Since and therefore, the game was played on paper,
Declarations rained line after line;
But what was born on earth?
Empty-wombed words,
Dreams with wings that longed to fly—
Yet never rose to the sky.

The people's longing
Doesn't want garlands of speech;
It wants to hurl stones of action,
To break the walls of false promises.
Four times, therefore,
Intentions tried to stitch hope together;
But the past keeps spinning back,
Dancing again in the fair of excuses.

Now, intent is not enough,
It wants to see the light of deeds.
No more waiting on the doorstep of hope,
No more words, no more slogans,
No more since and therefore—
The nation wants to rise,
Wants to be built by hand,
Not by hollow rhymes or golden lines,
Not by proclamations drowned in repentance,
But by one sound alone:
Work. Do the work.
Build the dream with sweat and steel.