Air In My Chips Packet

Over years, I have grown to accept

The air in my chips packet,

But often it hurts in retrospect,

Being silent observer in this respect.

Now, they fill in more air, yet I pay

Now, they double the price yet I pay

There is this free market, you say

Seems its not working anyway.

You ask me what could I do,

Come down the streets and fight too,

Or earn more and make up to,

This systematic extortion due.

Oh, I have had my decision made,

I am going to sleep instead,

Yes that's true what you read,

I'm munching chips, lying on my bed.

© Nirmalya Panigrahi