Treasure Island

Pradip Chattopadhyay

(28.01.1961 / Kolkata)

Our Deal With The Devil


Inside us lurks the vice
Seeking new ways
Finding new device,
To justify its need
And fallacy of virtue
It spreads like weed
Sounds like true!
We make a deal
With the invasive vice
Of our free will
We heed its advice.
Vice has a say
For whatever we strive
We need its easy way
We need it to survive.
Vice supple and smooth
Builds with us rapport
Virtue looks uncouth
Scary enough to abhor!

Submitted: Wednesday, June 19, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, June 19, 2013

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  • Rumi Roy (6/19/2013 6:24:00 AM)

    durdanto laglo...banglay montobyo korlam bole raag korben na pls... rumi (Report) Reply

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