Prabhata Kumar Sahoo
A God - Poem by Prabhata Kumar Sahoo
The master was lonely, widower
His children on job abroad
Having everything own to cater
His needs, include pains age old.
Three stomachs, he, his dog and servant
Fill daily upto neck with his money
Dog, his company, his friend, his heart
But, the servant, busy only sucking honey.
The master a day was held outside
By dacoits when dog jumped to rescue
But the servant cunningly went on hide
Master escaped mishap everybody knew.
Now the dog became god in his eye
Man appeared unman no more tie.
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