Quatrains on Book Ulgulaan by Dr Devender Balhara

 Quatrains on Book Ulgulaan by Dr Devender Balhara

In Ulgulaan's pages, a tale unfolds,

Of  Devender Balhara, stories to be told.

Here Birsa Munda's spirit guide the pen,

His wit and wisdom, heard again and again.

See the loot, a system deep and wide,

From top to bottom, where shadows hide.

Governance turned to a servant's plea,

For global rich, and those who wish to be.

Unique book calls for us to stand,

Against the greedy, robbing hand.

They turn our land to serve their gain,

We live in chains, a bitter pain.

No more this taking, this unfair steal,

A nation bowed, a future to conceal.

They serve the rich, with power and might,

We must stand up, and claim our right.

The past has tales of hands that took,

Our rightful gifts, by hook or crook.

But now we wake, a quiet might,

The people's will, a burning light.

Remember times of old, when lands were free,

Before the chains of exploitation decree.

The balance broken, a world anew,

Where power's grip has seen us through.

But know this truth, within your hand,

The strength of many, across the land.

The common folk, a sovereign might,

To claim what's ours, and shine a light.

Our water, forests, and the earth so grand,

Take back control, with heart and hand.

For Birsa's call echoes, clear and strong,

Rise up, dear poeople, where you belong.

We're self-rulers, the true command,

To own the water, wood, and land.

No longer tools for others' gain,

Our future rests, in our own reign.

The people's voice, a mighty sound,

Where true control can now be found.

No longer bowed to markets grand,

We hold the power in our hand.

"Janata hi Sarkar hai," the people cry,

Beneath a self-made, watchful eye.

Sovereign souls, we rise and claim,

Our future shaped, a burning flame.

The village calls, a gentle plea,

To find our souls, simple 'n free.

No need for arms, no angry fight,

Just truth and courage, burning bright.

The global markets twist and sway,

But roots in villages light our way.

Decentralized and strong and true,

A psychic revolution, fresh and new.

Let understanding be our guide,

With village wisdom deep inside.

The soul of nations starts to bloom,

Dispelling shadows, chasing gloom.