I salute the Delhi Police
The police of the capital
Is highly nationalist
I repeatedly salute the Delhi Police.
Two mad men once murdered India
In the broad day light
Indira was “India” then.
Thousands of colourful turbans
Were charred in front of Khaki turbans,
The stunned nationalist police
Then slipped into sadness
What else could the poor police do?
Thank god
The police of my capital
Is out of the shock now
And is happily busy with attending the courts.
The police of my capital
Is challenging all anti-nationals.
Even books in the library
Are vocal and loud
These books spare none
These books are being silenced
By the nationalist police now.
Students –
They have always been anti-national
And their teachers too.
Why are they sitting with the books?
These books bring them nothing, but trouble
They will come to know
How nationalist the Delhi Police is
Now the books will learn the lesson
Now the books will come to their senses.
With iron rods and sticks
Professional goons of politicians
Are beating up the students
The Delhi Police merely looks on
Like a mute spectator
They have received instructions
From the masked goons,
“We’ll deal with
These boys and girls,
If the police intervene
It’d lead to bigger damages.”
These masked goons certainly are greater nationalists.
Now the Delhi Police will issue orders –
“Summon Tagore
He should be tried for sedition
He is misleading the nation
By declaring that
Humanity is higher than nationalism.”
Perhaps, Tagore doesn’t know
How nationalist the Delhi Police is!
Now, the police of the capital
Will guard the airports
To prevent any Einstein from entering the country
Otherwise what fool would say that
The nationalism is measles
That has afflicted the child?
Who is this Kailash Satyarthi
To enlighten the media
To not sound the war bugle
In the name of nationalism?
Delhi Police knows that
They are all Urban Naxals
And are members of
The Tukde-Tukde Gang
Who are running wild
After winning the awards
They’ve fixed for themselves.
Our police will teach a lesson
To all of these “Nobel” winners
And the noble minds
Because the police of the capital
Is highly nationalist.
If these noble men fail to learn the lesson
We’ve our “masked goons”
They can be called in again.
Everything has been said
To put on record.
Read the original poem here.
