CARPET OF FLOWERS

One night
over-burdened with the weight of
a bundle of guilty feelings,
piercing like sharp needles
thrust into my body and
with blood oozing through the pores
for lying low for a prolong period
while the menaces of
corruption and
hapless women and children
like a carpet of variety of flowers
being crushed by an elephant
and the tentacles of poverty squeezing
even the remaining essence of
life away from
the starved beings
and the light of
alphabet being snuffed out
from majority of tiny tots
while a minority enjoy
all the comforts
a widening gap
between the haves and
have nots with
not even a bridge
in between
and the fiddling Neros,
staying indifferent to the
heartthrobs of millions
a restless man - myself
riding the horse of
moral power
whiplashing the blood-suckers
of society
and drive them away
lighting the lamps of
alphabet to each children
building bridges between
the haves and have-nots
narrowing the gap
playing real-life role, not
a reel-life role,
enabling the starving
millions to have atleast two
squares of meals a day
roofs over the heads
of each,
enabling all women breaking the
glass-ceilings
giving the fiddling Neros
frightful sleepless nights,
dreams abound remaining alert
throughout….