The Pain And Pricks. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

A hook in the neck
The fish alarmed in fear
The pricking pain it suffer
Fellow fishes swam in distance
Caught in the hook
The pain in prick unbearable.
The man who in fishing
A good catch he expects
The hooks so sharpened ones
The preys always live fishes
The small one the preys.
The world here and there
Hooks are ready with small preys
Never it bite in belief
Danger for the life itself
No one to help the victim
Hooch, narcotics and abuse
The real hooks that makes pricks
The endanger of human life.