My Land, My Legacy

by Shernaz Wadia

I am from a seed

of a foreign country

blown by adversity

rooted firm and deep

into the liberal bosom

of this gracious land

of Krishna and Radha

of Ram and Sita

where wars were fought

between good and evil

this land of Laxman and Bharat

where today Cain halts not

to sink fangs into Abel’s throat

I am from this land of yoga

and of Gautama Buddha

the land of love and peace…

now of brewing unrest

this land whose aridity

guzzles farmers’ blood

this land of leprous corruption

contorting and mangling…

I am from this land

of exemplary intelligence,

fragile forbearance,

shameful superstitions,

glorious traditions and

glaring contradictions

a tiny seed into an orchard grown

my legacy - a treasure chest

of complexities intricate.

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