Idiot The Great Poem by Asit Kumar Sanyal

A criminal … idiot the great,
Kidnapped his rival in a dark night
Took him in a jungle and killed
Made the body several pieces
And packed him in a sack.
To rot the body quick ….
He put twenty kilo salt below
twenty kilo on top
Pieces of body at the centre
Like cucumber pieces in a sandwich
And buried it in the jungle.

After one month struggle ….
police caught one of his hands
And took out the sack
There was no foul smell
No sign of bacteria and fungi
Police opened it carefully
And surprised ….
The body was as fresh as the time of murder.
The officer said …. no one is born idiot,
Idiots are discovered from their works
And in the ignorance