The dream of poor's nation unsure on earth,
The claim of leaders leading poor is lie,
The aim of leaders taking devils mirth,
Innocent poor believe their wicked lie.
A maze of votes was framed to busy all,
To take on full control some rules were made,
Respect of uniform was taught to all,
The officers taught to behave as mad,
The system is made to control the poor,
Because they are exist in more and more.
-
Author:
Devender Kumar (
Offline) - Published: July 5th, 2025 09:49
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 27
- Users favorite of this poem: Soman Ragavan, Damaso
Offline)
Comments2
A thought provoking poem of oppression focused on the poor. Capitalism is built on the slave labor of the poor making the rich richer and the poor poorer. Always exceptions to the rule but generally so a system driven by greed one of man's strongest drives. A lovely write.
A nicely written write of the continuence of the rich man's greed making the poor even poorer, nicely expressed
To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.