Harihar Jha

A crooked  minister instead of hell

went to heaven he was desirous

Mistake in account of Karma

May be the computer had a virus.

His hypocrisy got hidden

Charity visible as paint

The account gobbled in a way

The Minister looked like a saint

But what sort of heaven it is

teasing luxury so well

Burning fire around

 Just like in the hell 

Fraud, corruption as Minister

were all under his direction

He, innumerable promises

had broken after election

Bribery charges eleven

and broken promises million

virgins’ image moving around

Just  to ‘promise’  heaven.

-Harihar Jha

 3rd poem on 

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