Bribe

a poem by R.A. Jacob

God's curse is inclusive,

With the package of bribes,

For the one who paid it,

It is righteous as I find.

Do you think, God leaves them,

Who oppresses his own?

He has many ways to punish,

Which cannot be shown.

When the righteous are compelled,

To pay for bribes,

It is a sentence for the wicked,

That their sins won’t be wiped.

Do you think God punishes?

Just by physical disease,

There are mental agonies,

Which we can’t conceive.

God keeps on waiting,

So that man may improve,

It’s only later,

That our God reproves.

You can see the wicked,

Grow up in his pride,

low if you can see,

His hollow inside.

I wrote this poem during my college days when I and my brother were compelled to pay bribes during our house construction.