Harmony- A Poem Dedicated to Indian Farmer's Protest
Updated: Jan 13

I am obviously late at this.
this should've been out when the protest was ongoing to motivate the farmers out in the field not when it ended.
But, I finally finished writing a poem dedicated to the farmer's protest.
I was overjoyed when PM Modi announced that the govt. is going to withdraw the three contentious farm laws.
Through this, I want to thank the Indian Farmers for not giving up when everyone else did, and for fighting for their rights and not stopping.
Hope this gives you a sense of belongingness and interacts with the emotions being portrayed here.
Thank you.
HARMONY
DEDICATED TO THE INDIAN FARMER'S PROTEST
As subtle as it looks,
the harmony isn't the same,
the clashing of these kings,
won't be there one day.
The fight for their rights,
will start the hurricane,
leading it into the night,
there won't be the day.
As subtle as it looks,
the harmony isn't the same.
Building up their shelters
opposing the storming rage
making the history
with their affirmative stage.
They led a movement,
Those kings will not be slaves
Fighting for their rights
Being tortured each day,
Just Yesternight it was
When Golden Bird was their Name
Getting up from the fall,
We buried their fame
As subtle as it looks,
the harmony isn't the same
The change meant to happen
Was brought by them
Realizing from the mistakes
They made the cruel into humans again.
Either for the selfless reasons
Or the humane ones as it seems
Their rights are restored
As an end to the means
The deaths being suffered
Endowed us with enlightenment
Calm and unstoppable
Were the traits of ancestors
As subtle as it looks
The harmony can be the same
In laughter, they lived
In agony, they fought
Liberty was the ray
For they suffered and lost
Making it into the history
By losing too many
A piece of the spirit
Was always carried on
Revolution finally came
For what they stood for
Knowing the unknown
They had to try more
A subtle as it looks
The harmony seems the same
Passing on the learned
Demanding what’s their
Much could’ve gone wrong
If the kindled hadn’t burned
Did many wrongs
Did many rights
Learned from the wrongs
As humans, we should
The end is here
Or it may not exist
More fights will be fought
Demanded by the next.
As subtle as it looks,
The harmony is the same
- Ayush Sethi