Between equal and unequal distribution


Between equal and unequal distribution
There are the differences galore
The hills are taller than the valleys
The rich are richer, the poor only too poor
Roses are red but the grass is green
Happiness, it cannot be how sad you are not
The government cannot be the people
The guns fire, and the syringes only fix.


Between equal and unequal distribution
The sameness, the balance do make up
Lullabies, we hear in the gunshots 
Serenity, so real—we find inside the syringes
The thieves, they are the owners now
Truth is how much the facts are concealed
And the truth is we are only animals.


Between equal and unequal distribution
Life's lost in merely living it on
The road to death are now marked
The filth has cheated itself to become clean
And the looted possession weighs heavier
Between this equal and unequal distribution
Where are the roads leading to?



Read this poem in Manipuri









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