Treasure Island

Mailrangam Visvanathan Venkataraman

(28/08/1959 / Trichy, India)

Are Bankers a Curse to This Universe?


Bank men silently blackmail
Making the innocent sadly ail

Using the deadly transfer tool
They violate every moral rule

They will very cunningly cheat
But, will outwardly only greet

They will dangerously plot
Evil minds they have got

They are never at all honest
They will demolish safe nest

They will look very ordinary
But, will cause terrible worry

They are highly lazy people
With only negative principle

They will spread rumor
Just for fun and humor

Fully bad is their intention
Causing lot of terrific tension

They will never at all serve well
They only make India unwell.

Submitted: Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Edited: Wednesday, August 31, 2011
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