The Innocent Mafioso!
With a spine of steel
I walked down the lane,
The mortals lacked the pluck
to cross me in disdain!
To the trader i quizzed,
Buddy, 'Hows Business?'
Mum was the trader
With his lungs in distress!
Flummoxed was my mind,
To see the traders dread!
His Action made me wonder
"Did i ask him for his head?"
Shivering were the dames,
When i heard'em mumble!
He's the mafia who bashed,
the goons till they crumble!
Zapping in my mind were scenes,
when i beat the ugly teens!
N now i knew the reason why,
No one dared to cross me by!
Convicted- Guilty was I
in the people's dumb court.
Outcast was the name
and seclusion what i got!
I tried to mix with people,
I tried to make'em laugh.
But in a world of hoax faiths,
My feelings were so dwarf!
As the winter came in
the birds set sail.
My comments lost worth,
My gags were old n stale!
As the trees dried
I failed to create dread,
Humans took me for granted
in my brawl for bread!
The drive-in was to glow,
when i came for rum!
Ignored by the crowd,
I felt like a bootless bum!
Smothered by this Scene,
I walked home in despair.
Baffled by the Question
"Why these jerks don't care?"
TO BE
CONTINUED................
Copyright © Prithviraj Kataria | Year Posted 2010
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