Corruption

Like a street dog Corruption runs miles and miles to ensure it’s bread with meat, chicken & fish for drinking only milk, And......... If it will get a chance It becomes a monster which may eat you, Your hand, leg, lungs, lever, even your heart and soul. Your family, society & country; Your stature, name, fame everything Digesting all your goal. Standing on the top of mountain of money It paints darkness on the carcass of sky in day. It enhances darkness of night erasing all the crystal rays of moon bringing water from drain of hell. It tries to dig trance for light on the lap of deep darkness without giving any alarm without ringing any bell. It waits after preparing cemetery for them Those, who are standing in queues in front of his door, keeping a thought to be rich making others poor. Sometimes corruption stretches its wing and becomes bullet of gun, Enters into the chest of soldiers; just like rain, Burns our soul, creating unbearable pain. It enjoys life, witnessing “Holi” with blood, Celebrating “Diwali” with light of explosion, Greeting Christmas, offering a bottle of poison, And welcoming Id with a pot of tear of human. Playing hide & sick with time, It snores; sleeping on the bed of tears, And paints glimpse of war & terrorism staying in the house of death having no windows and no door. Cemetery cries enchanting the voice fixing the warmth soul of every martyr with a tight hug under the chest, Collecting every tears of motherland within the soul, wishing our best. ================================================ • ‘Holi’ is the festival of color & ‘Diwali’ is festival of light, celebrated in India.