[Collected here are some of Badri’s poems]
September 30, 2011
Crossing the Line
Sardar Montek Singh Ahluwalia,
He plan my poverty;
Suddenly I am a rich man,
For my income is thirty three.
Having crossed the line by a whole Rupee,
I now have more and more;
I see around my jhuggi things
I never could see before.
That magic buck floats angelic
Beyond my penury;
The thirty two upon the ground
Reach up for the Christmas tree.
The knowledge that this extra buck
Puts me among the haves,
Makes me feel I needed not
The sumptuous fishes and loaves