Disguisers Poem by ANJANDEV ROY

The professional disguiser is dressed as a tiger,
He roars and the children run to and fro being terribly afraid of him,
They hide themselves in different remote places
And never come out again in his presence.
'Poor children! 'you do not know the difference between the real and the artificial;
The world where you live today is replete with the real and relentless disguisers,
Even the pure ingredients of nature,
Which were once considered to be the bosom and confirmed friends of men are the treacherous disguisers nowadays.
It's a matter of great concern for all of us,
'Dear children, ' you are pure and innocent like beautiful flowers,
As you will grow, you will understand the heinous disguisers of the world in your experienced mind,
The actual test will begin for you that time
And your courage and intellect will play the major role then to cope with such adverse situations,
You will not be able to run away from those cunning devils at that significant moment.