SONNET 479
By JH Sayyar
Festivals come and go all poor
Ah remain same as were before
Fate knits gallows for evil doer
Cruelty gloom spreading more
Festivals: in all cities ostentation
To impress mass for future years
For wealth and sex congregation
Like Satan all are free of fears!!
When I opened eyes poor same
No change, wining, dining, sex!
Politics; among the fools a game;
With the poor in guise of daily tax
I advise younger to bring change
In politics for real love exchange
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