Ishan Bhandary Poet Rhyme

The Roads Less Travelled

Good Riddance to a smoky city
The smog filled streets and the shoddy piety
It looked like the Gods never visited the country, this part
And every nook and corner was a smudge in an artists art!
Morning walks had stopped long enough
And evening exercises were just spoken in a huff….and a puff
Every mans greed was now out in the open
That nothing but money could please, was often spoken
This city had gone from Green to polluted
And every living being here had started getting dreams diluted
Not eve n the gardens were spared
No elderly person was ever here going to be cared	
For as blind as every responsible person here could get
Nobody here believed in a breathable environment to set….
That an Art Museum adorned the City Centre, as a matter of fact
And some madman said that this monument could only act….
As an enriching business, making the City a star
But now it looks like a piece of War….
Between the Government that assured the people a smart zone
And every rich-wanna-be decided to clone
By joining hands with the “Government” – thus getting their hands Dirty
Making every living soul in that City – Burn in these streets of pity!

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Shirley Hudson March 19, 2022 at 9:48 PM I really like this poem. It is very descriptive of a city where there is only one thing that matters, money. The root of all evil is never good especially when we deal with the rich and the crooked governments. Such a great poem getting this message across.