Those three young men riding
On the gaudiest superbike peacocking around
Vroom past the section of the road
Beside the daily market
Where family men and women buy
Their daily supply of vegetable, fruit or fish
The buyers crisscross the road
The riders just honk the horn long
And ride past the stretch in dangerous speed!
Save your life family men and women!
Your people are waiting for you
Those three brats riding the storm
Have no helmets on
Helmets would hide their hair style
The policemen at the intersection
Can’t stop them!
The three boys are members
Of a local club having a fancy name
Supporting the ruling party
Policemen are servants of the powerful men
In the party and government offices!
They think thrice before taking action
On such aberration of
SAFE DRIVE SAVE LIFE
Which is a slogan after all!
Xavier Bage
Fri, 14 September, 2018
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