A Time Out Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Your time is out
Referee may not shout
He will raise only finger
You may cry foul with anger

You were very good at art
Tried to dupe everybody to look very smart
As the game moved on to an exciting finish
The chances for clear win stood to diminish

It was not the honest and real game
You were bound to be blamed
There was no visible ground to defend
You tried nothing to improve or mend

Certain rules are to be adhered to
This is principle and very true
If we flout it to our advantage
It may amount to derailment and sabotage

The balance sheet may be ready at the end
You may not be above to change your trend
You may ask for an extra time to repent
Alas! finger is raised without your consent