Woke up in the morning with panic,
Chaos in the neighbour’s attic,
Everything was strewn around,
As nothing valuable was found.
Each one was analysing the possible way
Every body was giving out a solution in a sway,
The neighbour stood gripped in fear,
Looking at the door in the rear.
It is easy to remove the tiles above
Stealthily get down in an easy go,
It was skilfully planned and undertaken,
Finally got muddled and overtaken.
A wrong foot on the metal tin ,
Provoked a deafening din,
Enough to alert the inmates,
Awakening them to a checkmate.
The entrants made haste,
Collecting the available in a crate,
Their act released a fear,
Destabilising all to the barest bear.
Day in and day out,
Incidents occur without doubt,
Sending signals of apprehension,
Placing everyone in a traumatic suspension.
The patrolling is very weak,
None are caught during the peak,
The Police let go the culprits free,
Inciting the citizens to keep a vigilant spree.
Theft and burglary have become common,
The local administration finds nothing uncommon,
Concentrating on charging the drivers for speeding,
The Police wantonly ignore the robbers of looting.
Governance is lacking in district and state administration,
Right from the Clerk to the President have their own disposition,
Taxing the people heavily for least dispensation,
Refuting to arrange for a simple protection.
Ignoring the thieves
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