I saw the litterbug fleet
I asked the one who was piling garbage
‘Why would you not use the bin?’
‘Because not using it isn’t a sin’
Replied the man from the dirt cage.
Until I saw the street wall painting
Two men were displaying their art
‘Would you do that to your house?’
‘We are doing our part for the green India!’ they chuckled
Disgusted, I chose to walk past.
Whose would be this fault?
The pavement was tainted with red
‘Where is your litter box?’ to the shopkeeper
‘Who are you? The prime minister?’ as my legs drowned in the dirt deeper.
I thought, I should leave before I go mad.
A water fountain came to greet.
Before I realized from where it had come
‘Dhyaan nahi rehta kya? (Can’t you be alert?), I’m watering the weed!’ shot the plump lady
‘You threw water on me’ I screamed as I saw her retreat
Drenched with ew! I walked back home.
Nobody cares whether I’m around or not. They find me less worthy than the ground.
I don’t go pee on their new cars, then why this cruelty?