Then

THEN

THEN, who will accompany thee
To the irresistible main of pain
To the irreversible curse of hell, tell me,
To the Death's deadly, ghastly den, o sane insane?
 
THEN, who will plead for thee
When thou art wretched, mute and pale;
Conspire, fabricate to fetch you a bribed bail
Boarding only thy 'up', but no 'down' Mail?
 
Then, none and nothing can be on thy guilty behalf
Thy virtues alone will be thy supporting, redeeming staff....

*main-sea

N.B: This is a reminding poem to all those who indulge in irrational activities misutilizing the material powers.

©Shankar D Mishra   26 .02.2017
Email id: shankardmishrapoet@mail.com

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