Ire and Fire

by Bhaskaranand Jha Bhaskar

When mind and blood are infected

Injected by viruses of wanton politics,

Anarchy rules the roost,

Inhumanity ruins the heart;

Law hides its eyes behind the back

As screams flare up from the pyre.

When monster of corruption gobbles

The system, society and its people,

Humanity loses its beauty

And compassion dies!

When suffering exceeds the limit

Even weak ire sets the strong on fire.

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Comments on this Poem

Thank you Sir @ T.A.Ramesh for your endearing comment! Wish to offer my latest anthology, Thoughts in Solitude.

Regards.

Bhaskar Jha

bhaskaranandjhabhaskar
07-Apr-2021 06:06 AM

Politics and corruption are too much to bear leaving no choice but to fire the strong by ire!

T A Ramesh
06-Apr-2021 11:39 AM