By S. P. Udayakumar
Prime Minister, Prime Minister, why did you keep coal
When none of your predecessors ever had this foal?
Did you sell non-players and new ones all the Black Gold
So thermal power goes down and nuclear becomes bold?
How much did nuke barons, promoters, brokers pay your fold
For bringing our country under Russians’ and Americans’ hold?
You’re indeed an eminent economist for the whole wide world
For you strike a bunch of mangoes for every stone hurled!
Crime Minister, Crime Minister, why didn’t you ever goad
All your ministers to work for India rather than have it sold?
(SP Udayakumar is the convenor of Peoples Movement Against Nuclear Energy in Tamil Nadu. This poem is addressed to Indian Prime Minister Manmohan Singh troubled by the coalgate scandal)