Jee Sarkar

You are never too far,
From people who love to be addressed as
Jee Sarkar.
Friendship with them would land you in trouble,
Enmity would destroy you to rubble
When they’re in a soup,
They want you to help them,
When you have a problem,
Your plea they condemn.
Of guns, roses and poses,
They are really fond,
Whatever they dislike,
They dispose it in a pond.
They know everyone and who’s who
To people who matter most, they try and woo
When your time ends,
They throw you down the drain
With blood dripping down your face,
Akin to drops of rain
With the breath that you bate
For justice, you wait…