My home and I, and your roads

Arbindra Man Singh

My home and I, and your roads

Day by day, I become smaller

While you grow leaps and bounds

Crushing and pushing me to the side

You have invaded my space with pride

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My home and I, and your roads

Feeding on my fear

You keep growing 

Where flowers once used to bloom 

And trees swayed in the gentle breeze 

Now, there is a mad rush of vehicles 

Just the sight of which fills me with gloom 

My home and I, and your roads

You call it development

I ask, for what good and for what purpose? 

Without compensation, I have lost all my investment

My hard work lies in rubbles on the streets

My home and I, and your roads

I feel harassed and lost 

But you say this is for the greater good

So, my home is now yours

I’m forced to call your road my home