British, An Old Evil......

By Bhargavi Gaddam

While laying on my mattress of despair,

Kept aside from the glories of society,

I thought and pondered endless nights,

The rich taking initiatives,

Only to show their massive vanities.

Making the poor dream about luxuries....

Wishes to have exposures to the infinite wealth,

But the smuggled lives whom have their hearts broken.

Ambushed with ghoulish minds,

Diminished by the nefarious tactics of a villain.

Equality, justice, and democracy,

All their worth falls to ashes,

Unless change comes and brings spring.

Differences, there are none,

Criticism, fairly too much.......

By Bhargavi Gaddam