When Abel was murdered by brother Caine,
A mortal sin got committed- the worst;
And thereafter, men, women have got slain,
The world assassinates good leaders most.
Most countries have their ‘cells’ for this purpose;
Sharp-shooters, spies, sleuths, detectives, agents;
For money’s sake, these gangs perform business;
They kill all men and men of great talents.
And hence, the need to protect big leaders;
Commandos, black-cats, secret police watch!
Un-spared are scientists whose caps have feathers!
What waste of money to kill, plans to hatch!
The higher rungs of life’s-ladder give way
So suddenly; logic of earthly stay!
6-16-2002 by Dr John Celes
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem