Workers’ Lamentations

This place isn’t thrilling anymore! There is no fun or work to do; Most things in shambles lie for long; There is no soul who bothers much. Corruption rules the roost to core; The honest workers are ignored; The lazy ones are most favored; The sincere ones are shown the door! The patients’ numbers keep dwindling; New doctors are not attracted; Touts direct patients to clinics- The Management is well aware! The contract system works too well; Poor employees are temporary; A kind of cheating continues; They call it ‘ADMINISTRATION’! A lot of trees have been cut down; The place is not getting good rains; The Cauvery-water is off; The current-cuts are frequent now. Some quarters are in ruins too; Private-roads are not laid within; The changing bosses do nothing, Each one retiring without blame! There is no one to ‘bell the cat’! No one cares to revamp the place; It is no doubt a beauteous one; The glory seems to fade with time. A sorry state of things, Alas! No one is dedicated much; The place has lost its magic-touch; They do not give you a bus-pass! But students do read well o’er here, Although the faculty is less; May be, some kind of curse is on; May be, God’s rod is upon all! The righteous workers are scapegoats; Luck favors dishonest doctors; I see no clouds of changes now; A desert-like, place looks somehow! Copyright by Dr John Celes 11-28-2007