The Society Poem by NK Mondal

A poem by Honourable Indian famous ebook writer and photographer NK Mondal

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Society is barbaric in front of the eyes,
There is no protest.
Being educated is like being uneducated
Some gentleman behaves.

Where society is going,
No one is looking.
Everyone is busy,
There's that fall.

Overflowing in front of the eyes,
Various filth of people.
I don't think he ever cares about himself,
The way is only for one's own interest.

Decreased benefits to society,
Increased interest rates.
He is giving as much as he can,
Eating and sucking the blood of the poor.

People don't have a dirty mind,
Gone are all flying in the air.
Going after relatives,
No one is yours.

The sphere of fraud and politics is puzzled,
All that is going to die.
The liar is going on all evening,
There is no one like Vidyasagar.

Moder society is being turned into violence,
There is no virtue in human beings.
Living people are burning, all
Trapped in violence and politics.

No Maya Mamata,
Although it happens.
Passing by,
Wearing black glasses.

To get a place in society,
How bad the murder is.
Not saying no talking not protesting,
Stands speechless like a lamppost.

When you see poor and helpless people,
Close the door,
Pretending not to see anyone again

(Bengali Poem is Translated by GT System)