Death of a Banker, foretold

Drowning, choking, slowly killing

Myself

In the swirling waters of currency notes

Beneath the debris of credits and debits

Settling down

Into the mud of greed, of breach of trust,

Of bribes and frauds and distrust

Sinking

Into the quicksand of speculations

Hopes of life bursting like bubbles of my breath –

I dream -

Of snow-capped mountains…

****** Balachandran V, Trivandrum 09.05.2011