Staying in a foreign land and promoting culture
when your own people are devoid
of the meaning to tradition
You never turn your back
Yet proudly hoist the culture flag
What is that if not to brag?
If I hate, I hate to wear a culture mask
Dancing to the tunes of money but music
When one can promote the divine power of energy
You, talented
You, the source
You spread the wings, Yet you use it for your own course
If I hate, I hate commercialization of arts
Its my right, its my duty
To have my own say and my own space
No matter how lovely is the world out there
I can’t relate if my space is cluttered
My passions, my dreams
Part of which proves my existence.
If I hate, I hate my space suffocating
Sowjanya Amirapu 