Tuesday, 13 March 2012

POEM 2


            The Forest Guard
The forest guard, our forest guard
Excellent is his job
Which he enjoys in the lap of nature
And among God’s best creation

He enjoys his job in the wood
Where he also eats his food
In the beautiful meadows
Under the tree shadows

He keeps watch on the trees
Both in storms and in the breeze
To protect even their leaves
From the tree thieves

Though getting a very low pay
He is never heard to say
To increase his pay
At least 1000 per day

Though he has a big family to serve
But never loses his nerve
And serves them gaily
Affectionately and sincerely daily

Twenty in number his family members are
But still has managed to keep a car
They go to picnics on holidays
For spending their joyous days

He is very kind at heart
Remains always thankful to God
Loves every man and woman
Of every street and of every lane

He loves even timber smugglers
Thieves, liars, killers and gamblers
Helps them in cutting the trees
And saves them from the cool breeze

Even prepares for them nice axes
And without demanding high taxes
Helps them to cut the trees
For getting some amount of fee

While cutting the trees at nights
He provides them the facility of lights
So the trees can be easily jabbed
And can be comfortably grabbed

He very less speaks lie
And never gives cry
At the smugglers in the wood
For them he is a man good

The smugglers call him a man good
For he allows them to cut the wood
They thank him by giving some money
Which he saves every penny

He has built for himself a big home
This has a splendid construction with a big room
T.V, machine, carpet, car and other gadgets
Everything in his big home is

He is loved by both, smugglers and his chief
On him they have a great belief
He is to be given a reward
And also a national award

He often invites his department to his home
And holds a big party in his room
Where every member of forest department
Share joy in the same compartment

He is very fond of fried chicken and fish
And eats every kind of dish
Roasted beef, mutton, kebab, fried potatoes
Even fruits like apples, bananas and mangoes

He is now sixty
And has grown very fatty
His hair has turned grey
But still shaves every day

Having a great amount of wealth
And having now a weak health
He is preparing to leave for Mecca
To perform Hajj







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