Poem by Dr K Prabhakar Rao

MAD PEOPLE AROUND

in our colony where we live life is maddening
the lanes and bylines are dug everyday
The ditches remain as nightmare for months
Life becomes miserable day by day

All of a sudden the bulldozer invades in the night
one finds his gate is blocked by the Earth dug up
Scores of drainage pipes are piled in front
while Every guy keep his mouth shut up

One has to practice the puzzle.. Find your home
Or else he will never reach his house
All the lanes are blocked for some thing or other
the guys run around as a trapped mouse

some jokers in the colony lack civic sense
for some function at home block the lane
A tent is pitched in middle of the road by them
While the vehicle owners curse and have many a tale