Jesus was cleaning the plates..!

the great day for many
the kids look like angels..!(somebody has see an angel!)
the solemnity of the functions
the ear-breaking shoutings(somebody calls it music)

undefatible decorations
innumerable thermocol figures (lifeless though perfect)
overcrowded hall, lack of food,
the celebration was on high

the cultured people with all kinds of dress code
thy spoke all kinds of languages
they criticised the planning
the insufficiency of food.

there were some women worked unnoticed
yet by the side of the courtyard
cleaning the plate, squating in the mud
you and i rejoiced because of them
indeed you paid, the inhuman existence,
to earn a squre meal per day

i saw Jesus waw with them
cleaning the plates, removing the echil
squating on the mud
he also remained unnoticed

my friend...!

today somebody read my scriblings
and tried to commend
it was a futile effort.
i appreciate the effort.