On one day early morning
when darkness making lazy exit
walking there on the roads
hand in hand an aged couple
among themselves charting plans
in finding sources for raising funds
to meet the needs of daughter's marriage
from behind knocks them down
a speeding car exceeding limits
another turn took the killer car
racing through a road in slum
finds pleasure in running over
three sleeping boys before their hut
all in their teens and daily wagers
before halting at its palatial bungalow
the same car hits a woman cleaning the road
tossing her to other side causing the death
no witness to narrate yet signal cameras recorded it
belongs the car to a rich and powerful
behind its steering was his son with friends
in saving his son he lured an ill fated
an epitome of poverty, this man
on being offered hefty amount to his dependents
shouldered the crime thus becoming scapegoat
uncivilized ways guard the civilized society!
Money rules this planet. Laws are made by the establishment (the privileged) to protect themselves. It's hypocrisy running riot. Well done.
Reality of today is nicely described. Those committing crime wander free.
uncivilized ways guard the civilized society! well written..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a well written poem.