Honoured For Nose Poem by S.D. TIWARI

My nose is running, having congestion.
Have to visit doctor for medication.
Loosing taste of mouth, cannot smell rose
But my friend is honoured of his nose.

He is sensitive to the surrounding,
In his duty he proved outstanding,
Being very daring and composed,
Last year promoted to senior post.

A special task he was assigned,
With the police team combined,
On the eve of holidays of new year,
To patrol at venues every where.

Venues suspected were at risk,
Concealed explosive he frisked,
Was planted in a crowded place,
The suspect was thereafter chased.

If the explosive was exploded
Lives of many could have eroded,
Diligence of the sniffer saved those,
So honoured for his amazing nose.