The days of thugs are over.
They are found no more.
that is what I believed so far
That is not is so true.
Thugs of yester
years are not found
as they used to be long days sound
They have taken a guise varied in a round
too much simple and down to the ground.
Thugs of yore came in the dark night
covering with a black blanket
painting themselves black to look dark
stealthily moving in with a big wooden stick.
The modern thugs call themselves pick pockets
addressed by all as robbers and thieves who wear a locket
stylishly dressed like a corporate executive in colors light.
bright and neat working in the broad sunlight.
They operate in the crowded stations and loot
They get into the banks open the safe in suite
They then tap the ATM’s taking cash with credit cards
of someone whom they had earlier abetted by a fraud.
So goes the story of thugs with a continuation
where reforms have caused a transformation
with thousands growing progressively into millions
while the nights have gone out of fashion.
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