Monday, June 8, 2015

LIKE AN ANGRY YOUNG REBEL


POEM

He is like an angry young rebel
who vent his anger by
mouthing rains of fire on us
irrespective of rich, middle class and poor.
In the course of
our onward journey to our
unknown destinations
he virtually
burns us and beats us
snuffing out thousands of human beings.
Since a few decades
his anger knows no bounds
and literally punishes us
by he sprayses his
mouthful of choicest epithets.
Now that man inspite of the
repercussions
doesn’t care
beating a retreat
from denuding
the remaining greenery
from the face of our beautiful land.
Though we cherish the
dream of going near him
we know deep in our hearts that it
is an impossible task since
approaching him means

roasting ourselves…..

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