Market Economy

The great wheat field,

No ‘loner wheat’,

All on close to other’s shoulder,

They are, together sown and reaped!

Yet a few ‘loner wheat’,

Left of sickle’s edge,

Left of pride and profit,

Yet reaper names it ‘charity’!!

Export and import it,

And create an economy

Of demand ridden supply! And-

Keep ploughing and plundering

Land of landless-

That the

Lads look for-

Left over ‘loner wheat’!!

Ever, in this battlefield.