Market is the shrine
Slogans are the hymns!
Patent is the tool
To trade our lives!

By turning our seeds barren
You ridiculed the sweat we shed!
Your brood over the armoury
To spread the flames of terror!

Never build walls
And block the monsoon winds.
Don't sow the spores of pandemic
To sell medicines and earn well!

Please spare our thoughts
Don't count our thoughts as a commodity....