The Plight of My City

In the city's streets Cars bought with loans- Second-hand,third-hand models, Number two cars Soared in number. Parkings sprawled into The hearts of the roads. E- rickshaw halt Blocking the paths. Women vegetable vendors Occupy the footpaths. Traffic police are busy Qualling quarrels between Auto rickshaw drivers And woman vendors. Police constable lurk For bribes in the shadows. The goverment and people Go their ways often Ignoring the rules. A chaotic dance For all to see. This is the plight Of my city. (Depended on a local newspaper in writting this poem)