Kill every face of injustice

Almost 700 million Indians,

They go to bed hungry at night.  

Agrarian distress is amplified 

By the suicide of farmers.  

Urban distress can be illustrated 

By the growth of slums.

Few Indians own 

Most of India’s social wealth, 

And,

Our life has become an eternal fight

All during the day and night,

A gloom is descended 

on the country, 

Reports of lynching and 

Communal mobilisations in country,

Ghastly anti-science drift 

of intellectual institutions, 

Brutish language began 

to define public discussion.

There is divisive tactics of

Ruling circle,

Challenges faced by the poor 

Indian population

 not addressed effectively,

While Government is working 

In the interests of 

Prominent business houses.

Questions are to be thought 

By the people of India:

Would anyone pay attention 

To the voice of the workers and 

the peasants, 

The voice of the dispossessed and 

Of the peasants frustrated? 

Would anyone amplify 

their dreams and desires, and

Their aspirations for a good life?

Would anyone stand for reason 

Above division, social care,

Above individual wealth?

Would anyone fight for peace

so that humanity can survive?

We have to return to sanity,

Justice for All, thinking unity,

Justice shouldn't just 

A writing on court walls.

We have to remember 

Our responsibilities

For breaking really 

The pain of human beings.

I intend to serve my country 

Until the my life exists,

To get wise reward’s

To see revolutionary glance,

To kill every face of injustice.