V P Mahur Poet Blank verse

Pain of Corruption

One day spoke corruption
Bitterly to reputation
What a time has come
Totally unable I’m 
To create a sensation
And heart filled with gloom
In a tone lost in dream
Spoke he
There was a time 
When I had a special regime
I was the grace of kings
Crowned with great attention
I was the hobby of the rich
With feathers of glory
To my cap stitch
But just look at me 
How small, how frequent
I have become
Every poor and wealthy
Every weak and healthy
Boast of being corrupt
And of all the worst
Even a leader
Have become 
My greatest breeder
Just look here and there
Ah me! Everywhere
Everybody has been using me
Oh that! I could have died
Before watching
My life’s ugliest side
I have left no place
To go and hide
Oh my great God!
Help me lift forever
For I cannot bear
Such a painful cheer
Look how the media
All over
Tearing my tender soul
And my delicate heart
Holes in the whole
I have left no place
To hide my ugly face

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