Yesterday they came as a saviour To make our kitchen a parlour Shall we wait for another tenure; When they are now lies donor? They promised heaven to those in hell Our voice to be heard like morning mass bell Our regime must be corruption free Now they gave bitter wine as morning tea They … Continue reading THEY LIED TO US


At a dirty water The lion did claim That the poor little lamb Did stir the dirt Which flows to him upstream Himself the king of the beast What a lie to find fault! Did water flow upstream? The excuse of the strong To oppress the poor


I am a photographerMy lenses do not capture glamoursThey are liesIt abhors these smilesThey are pretence I see the heart of my objectI see through their eyesI capture the woesCovered with heartfelt woos I capture their painsDancing to their inflated gainsI capture their sorrowsAccorded ovation of heroesI capture their lonelinessAccompanied by impulsive warmnessI capture their … Continue reading PHOTOGRAPHER