Meenas PoemsBeneath a large tree
there was a bumble bee
humming a song
as it roamed along
sucking the nectar
from a sector
of a shoe flower
at the end lower
the pollens stick
to its wings in a wink
while the bee flies away
the grains scatter in the way
causing a pollination
in a most unobtrusive fashion
enriching nature with a fecundity
enabling a carry over in all its entirety.
Enriching oneself all along ,
Has been the way so long,
Now tables have turned ,
Attitudes have changed,
Releasing an uncomfortable strong.
Acquiring richness was a pride,
Involving a comprehensive ride,
That include all the qualities best,
Power, Money, Grace and Poise to a test,
Signifying a glow and a bliss along side
Connotations differ in recent times,
With wealth in the form of dime,
Allows those in authority to track resource,
In the guise of licences and insider trading recourse,
Gaining in enormous resultant income for the rest of times.
So far so good as the excitement lasts,
The luxury and fame have been cast,
Suddenly eyebrows get raised,
Suspicion looms large in manner phased,
Leading to an investigation fast.
So much so the suspension laps up,
Fingers point to the man at the top,
The less powerful go to the prison quick,
The most powerful dodge the judge to blink,
Delaying their entry by negotiating a tie up.
One by one they go in a disciplined row,
The minister, the secretary, the executive all toe,
The jail overflows with billionaires illegal
Hitherto it hosted only criminals legal,
Streams of greed, impudence, and cheat converge in a flow.
