I The Old Father Lifting, Dragging And Pulling Out The Drunk Son From The Car At Night Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

I the old father
Getting out of the car
My drunk son
During the lonely night time.

Th old father,
The drunk son
And the lonely night.

How the fate, destiny
Fraught with,
Poor destiny of the old man
And his grappling with,
Trying to cope up with
With nobody in the home to look after!

O God, where are You,
How Your Dispensation of Justice,
How the Govt.,
How the Excise Deptt. culling taxes only?

The drunk protagonist,
The lonely theatre of life,
How the staging of the tragedy,
The persona is being dragged
From the steering
To get him down!