Nature's Care---Human's Cruelty

 Nature’s  Care  ----Human’s  Cruelty.

He  races  on  a  bicycle of rugged  wheels,

A  worn out  junk  to be assembled in parts

almost to be thrown out on streets,

yet  he  treasured it  for his  daily  sustenance,

He  races, peddles  to his  office  with  a   wife

Works   as   a  midwife  and  a   two  year old  child;

As     an    avid  writer       records  on his paper,

To  be  time-bound but  willed   for  different  fort;

It is   a  rugged   road  of  stones   and speed  -breakers,

dug up  holes  and   drainage ill –maintained,

vegetable     vendors   and   corporation  lorries

criss—crossing, chased  by   a  chin  snatcher, 

hits   the  victim   with   a  knife, the  woman’s  squeals,

the  rider  loses   balance, the presence of mind

of  the  midwife works  faster  than  the  culprit,

quickly  throws  the   innocent  on the road,

as  far  as away as the  stretch    of  the  culprit.

The  cruel   hands  of  fate   are  defeated, deterred,

The   asylum  is  granted,  the child  is  shifted  by  force,

by  the  basket of  the  vegetable.

The   vendor’s  long   unfulfilled   dream comes   true,

When the  lap  had  to  fail, the leaved  greenery  protected!