High Time Me Lord Poem by Pranab K Chakraborty

Ban the idiot
Who robbed your rights
Beat the corrupt
And buckle the lunatic greed
Being a beggar
Who tried to lock the time

Finally it's a drive
To hunt the hunter
Who raped your gracious grief
And gripped all decorum
To live a man a man's life

Violence the last word
To show the beauty of talent
A crippled man bewitched your dream
Now awake and take the needle
To show your strategic strength
To inject anger which could burn the piles!

Pranab k c
26/09/2026