One more day gone, fast and quick
Living cost up a kite, not tick by tick.
Pocket so thin and list too thick,
Vultures all round, to hook and pocket prick.
A commner has only a day normal
Cannot dream of any abnormal
Easy prey to all practises mal
Just gasps at the gush in the nearby mall.
Pending bills at him stare;
All things his due are but stale.
Cope up how is his quest of mind
Soap operas, only solace, his, to put things behind.
Narayanan Ramakrishnan.
Narayanan Ramakrishnan
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