Recession Effect, The Poem by Chandrashekar a posy poet

The Sensex crumbled like a WTC
The Industry stumbled like a quake
The Crude Oil price reads like an ECG

Got to cut the costs:
Begin with refreshments and sports
Move to travel and entertainment
Forget about pickup and drop
Next will be fringe benefits
No bonus, no hike
And send them on forced leave

Before we could get used to these measures

Here comes the big blow:
Cooperate for pay cuts
Be kind to job cuts
Stop the recruitments

Would not dare to find the definition for 'HELL'
Because, this is no better

Here is the reaction:
Have dropped the holiday plan
Stopped the outings
No gifts, no parties
And absolutely no guests!
Have lost the job
Have lost the house
Have lost the car
Have lost the friends
Have lost the confidence
Have lost the trust
But not the hope!

Please bear with me
It is the intense anguish
I must express!
Before I cease to exist

So much of uncertainty!
With so much of insecurity!
Who has doctored it?
Whose evil design was it?
Why should I pay for it?

I choose to come back!
I choose to give back!
I shall rise like a dust!
I shall fly like a Phoenix!