Villain Sir, Hold I Your Boots To Say, Make You Not My Son A Villain In His Life Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Villain Sir,
Touch I your feet,
Hold I your boots to say,
Do you your cinematic roles
Of world-class villains,
With your filmy expertise
Of villainy,
Fetching you awards
And accolades
But make you not
My only son
A real life villain
And if becomes he,
Who will correct him,
My God?

Villain Sir,
Fold I my hands,
Hold I your boots
To say,
Do your roles
In villainy,
Bringing world-class awards
To you,
But spoil you not
The life of
My only son
Who likes you,
Loves you so much,
Taking to be your words
As his own,
Not those of mine.