If only justice could be done!
If only it could be done without pun
My Dad deserves it, every bit
But the evil Prakash will hijack it
I can hope and I can pray
But the devil takes hold of every way
I can’t relax and I can’t sit
For all through winter, I have to knit
Cast him to briny, cast him to pit
The sky needs no light to be lit
I can say when comes my day
It will be the devil who will have to pay