Crisis Critical - 2 Poem by Pranab K Chakraborty

Anarchy not fall from sky
Sense of betterness to implement
Violent way of migrating dogmas
The breeding den of anarchy

State sometimes promote
To make people anarchist
Sometimes people of different genre
Who think to materialize
The idea of being stateless
Catch the touchy paradox of anarchy

Between these lines commoners
Simply callous to be headless cock
Sometimes carry their head on their hand
And sometimes with crying need
Cut off the head of others

Anarchy the ultimate doctrine
To Perish ourselves
Only debris to attain another civilization
Awaiting for the hateful civilians!

Pranab k c
03/03/2020