I downloaded a cup of venom
Available at just a tap
A free of cost app
That tied me without a clasp
I see a wicked gnaw
I’m scratched by a filthy claw
The lure is the mart
That tries nabbing me to the cart
The checkout is blinking
The offer tags are kinky
Driving me almost nuts
To buy the useless with utmost guts
The heart that shrinks at the needy
Throbbed like a lustful dog
The device that had the holy book
Kept me off the tempting fog
For everytime I close the app
Without at least buying a cap
The consumer fever snatched my nap
And I feel poor and feel a gap
It makes me forget His mercy
It makes me complaining and longing
At the stroke of a weak moment
It makes me jealous and burning
The mysterious big data blow
Makes it hard to stand an online shop
No blissful greetings
No surprise meetings
It kindles all the greed and pride
And takes me for a frenzy ride
With all might and prayer
I’ve once again closed buying nothing
O Lord, I thank Thee
For Thee kept me from selling me
I wish to burn my wishlist
I swear, wouldn’t add anything to the cart
I wish looking out for the needy
And help those in despair
Thank you online shop
I’ve bought my senses back
Stop your stealthy prying
And stop your filthy trying
Mashook Rahman