Indecent Messsages Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Hackers do their rob
Spread the en to rob
Disrupt the noble job
We can only feel bad and sob

How much it effects?
It takes away good acts
Work collection
And above all readers affection

They are hell bent
And time is openly spent
For stealing the data in store
To wipe it out and close he door

How much work is lost?
And at what cost
People are sent with indecent messages
I looks ugly on our part go manage

It is their part to put spanner
And destroy in undignified manner
Rest all is devastation story
We all feel and cut sorry