Indian Villain Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Indian villain
With a pistol
On the stage
Firing,
Misfiring from
The country pistol not
But the toy pistol,
Firing not,
Showing
And touching it
To the forehead,
Pin-pointing,
Threatening to fire
But the incumbent
Knows t not
That his is a duplicate pistol,
Not a real one
And he on the stage
Just acting
With dichum, dichum,
Hands up,
None will stagger,
Shall fire upon you
And your body,
Dead body
They will find it not,
Find it not,
But when out of
The stage,
Gone out with things,
The goon, the rogue,
The pistol flung open,
Came it out not
Just the cracker shells.