Great Robbery Poem by Asit Kumar Sanyal

In a minute
He siphoned the black money
fake money
Robbed all the rich
Who used to say
Cash is king
Keep it in pillows
Beds, false ceilings, warehouses
And in toilets
Run a parallel economy
Remain unregulated
And untaxed.

In that minute
I was having a bunch big note
only two hundred in small
It was a surgical strike on economy
Still I felt a great joy
Got the real taste of freedom
For first time
In my entire life
Many people will be hanged too
Not for stealing horses
But so that
Horses may not be stolen again.