By Badri Raina
There seems little to live for,
Except just the going on.
Most of what was still worthwhile
Seems vanishing or gone.
Is there a country or a clime
Not servile to some Pharoah?
Some corner of the earth
Where love is still in the marrow?
All doing seems mere act of faith,
With little precipitating
That may the soil and soul retrieve
From the dungeon hearts of hating.
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Badri Raina is a well-known commentator on politics, culture and society. His columns on the Znet have a global following. Raina taught English literature at the University of Delhi for over four decades and is the author of the much acclaimed Dickens and the Dialectic of Growth. He has several collections of poems and translations. His writings have appeared in nearly all major English dailies and journals in India.
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