A Cry

Wilderness

To breach or bridge,

To expose or secure,

Vulnerability unavoidable,

The crudity its nature,

The plodding modernity,

Ahead for zero manageability—

A classified to flaunt,

The fortune of a gypsy client.

The wilderness overruns…

An ordinary’s impassability;

A passage, out of crudity,

Set for a crooked—

Then the media hype

The recent hack-crime,

The brazen Chinese’s joy—

Again to surface its treachery.

A classified of my India,

Hacked, pilfered naked:

Her defence network ransacked.

Still, as brazen one is,

The red gypsy roars:

Hacking incorrigibly rife—

The land of dragon,

Now only of rats.

The joy one gains,

The other one pains,

The plethora of both,

The inordinate crudity,

The wilderness spares—

The game endless…

The game endless…

The game endless…