With Armed Guards Poem by Gajanan Mishra

'Uff! Awful words! '
Gajanan Mishra

There I am
With my armed guards.
And escort time is there
To take me through
Dangerous traffic.

They are all
Rushing to hospital
Without knowing
Cause and effects.

Each one is a high-profile,
Each one is a singer,
Each one is an actor of
His own choice.

Though, culturally upgraded,
I feel something somewhere,
Views diverse, not
A denying fact.

Words are status symbol,
Never arbitrary, there
The scale is high, of course.
What they are, how they are,
Watch all raising eyebrows.

Tapobana Academy, Titilagarh
Balangir, Odisha, India
gajananmishra60@gmail.com
10.11.2022