The World Has Become A Great Mart Where Love Is Bought & Sold Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

The world has turned into a mart
With shopping malls, beauticians and designers,
Florists and saleswomen,
Managers and executives,
Mansions and skyscrapers,
Multiplexes and resorts
And restaurants
Where beauty and love
Are exchanged as things,
Bought and sold
Just as cage-birds are.

Where have we come to,
What mart is it
Where flesh and blood is bought and sold,
Where women are sold ruthlessly, mercilessly,
Where have we come to,
To which mart of love?