Monsoon Fury Poem by narayana aghalaya

nature calls the shots
battered man scours for cover
as per, scripted plot
Neros' fiddling stops never
they seem from real world severed

none knows how to cope
with this monsoon tragedy
at which we all gape
leaders skilled in perfidy
letting down all is deadly

loss is enormous
people, cattle, houses, crops
pity sure aroused
like in the ocean a drop
sure the State gives victims sops

for monsoon fury
networked.rivers is answer
or, on boats ferry
as now, the marooned for sure
in Mumbai, Thane or, Kolhapur,