Sucked in a vortex by fate, I often sit back and think
To how many more nadirs can the life actually sink
Will every struggle for truth end with a hemlock drink?
Those who turned Indianmarkets into a swindling den
Fraudsters, looters and goonsare now gagging my pen
The apathy of the powers that be remains beyond my ken
A billion Dollar fraudster struts around with unfettered glee
One who duped gullible investors in a wanton looting spree
Protected by ill-gotten pelf this man doesn't even need to flee
The abominable criminal pulled off a brazen daylight fraud
Thousands cheated and the loot was easily siphoned abroad
Cops, regulators and media all still worship the crook like god!
Widows, pensioners, senior citizens - all looted by the knave
Even the Khaki cheated poor victims it was entrusted to save
Thirty pieces of silver bought all and every soul turned a slave
The luckless lot has been running from every pillar to post
Money is gone and now even the faith in the system is lost
Hoping in vain -Karma will some day make him pay the cost
Taking it all on the chin we yetstand firm and very proud
Jaded by bludgeoning of fate I may be but am still uncowed
Facing scoundrels my head may be bloody but is unbowed
The Soul - collective conscience of this nation is nearly dead
Old victim couples selling jewellery to buy their daily bread
But nobodygives two hoots or cares even a small shred
The system which tolerates thugs and such buckets of slime
Where they protectvillains and authors of a heinous crime
Trust me such decadent society is living on borrowed time
Those who turned Indianmarkets into a swindling den Fraudsters, looters and goonsare now gagging my pen The apathy of the powers that be remains beyond my ken.... //.... Brilliant portrayal where con-men swindle and the govt dwindles the public money at the cost of hapless tax payers. Thanks for sharing.
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Beautifully written! Please write more poems on corruption