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…