I heard from
Grandpa in his stories
Telling but not preaching
his teachings through
a new weaving
Told me one day
There is one gaurd
Invisible and sitting
On your shoulder
Taking pictures of your
Every act good or bad
Keep it as evidence
For you can't deny
When you will be given
Judgement for your all deeds
So remember
You are watched
Every single minute
Chitragupta is a photographer
Who make reports of our deeds
with pictures