Corporates produce the things
And they fix its price with heavy margin
Government accepts it.
They enjoy the profit in five star hotels.
Farmers produce crops in the field
But they can't fix the price
Government fixes it
They sale it with loss and hang themselves.
India is agriculture based country
Farmers feed the entire population
But they are the poorest citizen
They are the victims.
Come to India and discover it
If Tata sneezes, it comes on front page
When a farmer hangs himself
It remains in the dark of knowledge.
(Wild Flowers)
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