The Enemy Of The State

This is a tale of no battle of swords,

But of a state in the world of the lords

Where every man from young to old,

Owned a hen that laid two eggs of gold

They sold them away to the neighbouring states

In exchange for food at cheaper rates

In this very state lived an immoral man

Who in his mind had a devious plan

Of coating his white eggs with golden dust

And selling them away, knowing it wasn’t just

The man made merry for the weeks whole two

But soon the king knew his intentions true

He called upon the immoral man

And pronounced him prison for an unending span

Then the immoral man made an offer wise

That caught the king with glittery eyes

He offered to make him a daily trade

Of one golden egg, if he let him evade

The king got lured to his devilish plot

And let him escape, giving no second thought

Soon this con was hidden from none

And every other man now felt undone

Thence the whole town did the same

 Which later turned out to be a cause for shame

The world came to know of their con at last,

The state once honoured, was now an outcast

Soon there was no food left in the state,

Their greed forged poverty to their fate

Every face in the state was now a wreck

As there was no cure for hunger in a golden egg

The filth brought upon by a single man,

Led to the downfall of the entire clan

The lust for wealth is the deadliest might

Which turned out to be the reason for their plight

This was a tale of no battle of swords

But of a state in the world of the lords

Where the men forgot what morals meant

And in the end were left to repent.

PS:- Looking for a topic to write on, i bumped into corruption. And I thought that instead of writing directly on it, why not create a story as well. So just in case this doesn't make sense, Think of corruption :-p