I Bother About My Nation's Father

Belated wishes my dear Mahatma
Yesterday was your birthday
I every day see you, you know
Yes, while counting Rupee notes

All remember you yearly once
But, I forgot you just one day
Though I did serious shopping
I saw you not in notes strangely

Gandhian way is never Indian way
In many notes you get cuts and oil
And forged notes also circulate
Forgery and you side by side exist

You preached that truth must be told
That is why I very frankly confess
Today my bank will as usual function
I will see you thousand times surely

Mechanization has now emerged
So many never at all look at you
So that remedy is also sealed
O- Gandhi- Going bad are all we.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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