RESTITUTION
BADRI RAINA | Caravan Daily
Wash your hands with home-made potion,
Shut your lids and pray
That for telling the simple truth
You may live another day.
Having for seventy mistaken years
Been loyal to the Constitution,
It is time to mend your ways,
And make wordless restitution.
Time-honoured gods bestride the land
In a new incarnation;
Debate, dissent, parliament—
Give up this borrowed fashion.
Let us be one in what we eat,
One in what we wear,
One in what we think and write,
One man everywhere.
