Trembling of hearts

a poem by Reginold Ajay Jacob, India

For every one speaking the truth,

There is a bullet or arrest,

Are we a country that is free,

Or freedom is under arrest.

Well, I cannot say,

Well, I should not say,

Well, I could not say,

Nor should you ever say.

Where are the rights, given in the constitution,

Where is the separation of power,

Stumbling foundations,

Trembling of hearts.

Note:- The poem describes the sad state of Indian democracy. As it is today