I feel so sad, seeing the beggars

as I walk into the temple,

with my diamond earrings.

I feel so sad, seeing young men,

hang out of buses ,

as I overtake them,

in my air-conditioned car.

I feel so sad, seeing the child

sweep the floor,

as I talk to my son,

studying in Cambridge.

I feel so sad, seeing the dirty slums

as I stand by my balcony.

Sorry, I shall be late for cocktails

O can’t miss the meeting of

the Committee for Social Justice,

Our American donors are coming.

You can chose to die in malutrition, hunger

or toxic waste….

AND A ‘ HUMAN RIGHT‘ TO MAKE A

‘DEMOCRATIC CHOICE’

– K.Ashok Rao, a working class leader