Weeds Everywhere Poem by Venkateswaran Krishnan Sreenivasan

They grow in the pots short and tall
Amidst our plants, in rain or fall
Great mimics; they appear in disguise
And often take you by surprise

They sprout and grow everywhere
Amidst the flowering plants we rear
And suck the sap of their manure
To leave them in a state of famished air

They don the robes of those who teach
Heal, build, pray and preach
And dupe and deceive to beseech
All the gullible people they reach.

They are endowed with handsome awards
By those in power and rich rewards
For their vile job that kills the toil
Of honest sons of our soil

They spread their roots far and wide
By the clout they have through unlawful gains
The nation’s fertile growth declines
Among prosperous countries we lose our pride

“Pull out the weeds” is a lesson we learnt
In our tender years and then unlearnt.
For progress of self and those around you
Begin today and say “weeds adieu”

The weeds have defiled our nation’s face
By pockmarks all over, very base
And driven our gifted men to chase
Their El Dorado in a far off place

The weed to the farmer is a cursed menace
The flowering blossoms his sole solace
By ceaseless efforts vow to erase
This blot on our fair nation’s face