A sagacity against evil struck ,
With a great pluck,
Putting one to wonder,
As how to render,
The things much sought,
But held by onslaught,
Fielding a proposition.
Against a requisition,
Which is bound by legality,
But captured by atrocity,
Lining up a row of distractions,
Plunging more into destructions
Refusing the rightful heir,
His lawful fare
Casting an unwanted despair,
Creating a treacherous fanfare,
Why do they indulge in such wicked fun?
As the life span is too little in the run.
Why do they seize those that are not theirs?
As a sly fox gobbling other’s prey.
Will they not think of their progeny?
As their earnings good and bad affect the destiny.
Oh what a wonderous crime they harbour!!
In the bosom of innate glamour
Meenas Poems 