Thursday, November 26, 2009

a cop

there is a country called India
who had a good cop,
constantly at work,
coz the attacks won't stop!

Once came these bad guys,
on the date 26/11,
and started killing people
hoping they'd go to heaven

this cop had real guts,
and he was very brave,
he caught on of them
in the face of his grave

he caught the man alive,
but he himself died,
saluting his valour,
a whole nation cried

exactly one year later,
he looked down from the heavens,
to find his dear country,
still in sixes and sevens

we got nothing but words,
action only in name,
'if I had known this' , he said,
I would've died anyway of shame!!

2 comments:

Makarand Mijar said...

Spur of the moment composition.
uchchha re chaaphyaa !

aniket said...

Excellent Prasad......farach bhaari ahe poem......
---aniket