Look Back In Anger Poem by PRIYANKA BHANDARKAR

The drab sunday ritual, religion and church
the fiercest invective, parent's and friends
the rule of old psychology, money gave justice
a list of all things, what exactly nature wants
book reviewers, being self and despises
those bursts of fury, newspapers which create the garden theme
like a Rhinocerous which threatened itself, one-eyed horn
the old fashioned world, a colonial anglo type
the familiar patronised celibacy, worst not there
shining more, a pledge to turn white
no sweat anywhere, never the brutal and coarse outbursts
making a rich offering for anger, a baleful innocent eye.