Read a book called 'Ill fares the land' by Tony Judt. He refers to the poem written in 18th century about the deterioration of society and polity in 18th century Ireland. I can relate to a few lines from that poem when I think about what is happening in Maharashtra today.
Ill fares the land, to hastening ills a prey,
Where wealth accumulates, and men decay:
Princes and lords may flourish, or may fade;
A breath can make them, as a breath has made;
But a bold peasantry, their country's pride,
When once destroyed can never be supplied.
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