QUEUE

QUEUE
P.K.ROUTRAY

Wait in queue, Stand in queue,
Jobs will be easy and simple for you
From dawn to dusk, days to week,
For each job you must stand in queue weather healthy or sick.
In promotion on your job you are in a queue,
on seniority or merit unless somebody’s blessings are behind you.
A man goes to top and achieve pelf and prosperity,
He has to bypass, shortcut the queue as he manages to get the priority.
In some countries to see a doctor,
A sick may be in queue for days together.
At times your number in queue can be maintained in your absence,
By another man, a signed paper, or a broken brick to give your attendance.

When you are in a queue,
To past time or utilizing the time what do you do?
Gossip, fight, chew betel or see a mobile blue tooth picture,
Get new friendship, break old friendship it is your pleasure.

In the age of internet and computer,
Unless there is rush in sight you can have your waiting number.
You have power, intelligence, muscles or money,
Jumping the queue, shortcutting the queue or get a back door entry.
Man waiting in the queue he may heave a sigh,
Pursuing the man and system looking at the sky.
For earth, space, water, air and so also for fire,
To in the queue none of HIS creatures does ever require,

For essential commodity for survival,
At His window there is no queue and no denial.
It is proposed for a debate and introspection,
Because of disturbance of balance whether the queue is only greed’s creation