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Farmers are dying in विदर्भा poem by Amit

Farmers are dying in Vidarbha
by Amit Varma
I’m sitting in my airconditioned room right now Soaking in some fashionable gloom right now While farmers are dying in Vidarbha.
I’m surfing the web and writing a blog I’ve eaten heartily and will sleep like a log While farmers are dying in Vidarbha.
Tomorrow I shall go and chill at a mall Indulge myself in bling and all While farmers are dying in Vidarbha.
Farmers are dying, Oh farmers are dying Farmers are dying in Vidarbha.
I drink Kingfisher and I travel Jet I use Meru cabs (haven’t got a Merc yet) While farmers are dying in Vidarbha.
When I go to the gym I wear special shoes Talk in an accent about jazz and blues While farmers are dying in Vidarbha.
I think I’m super hot, and also super cool The globe is warming but I’m playing the fool While farmers are dying in Vidarbha.
Farmers are dying, Oh farmers are dying Farmers are dying in Vidarbha.
And hey, what d’ya say, look at it this way If I was in Vidarbha and my hair was gray I would also be dyeing in Vidarbha.
Farmers are dyeing, Oh farmers are dyeing Farmers are dyeing in Vidarbha.





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