Poem #10

India Votes!!!

Democracy is the right to choose one’s leader,

the leader will sell the nation to the highest bidder,

The elite sit in the house having cake and cider,

And the intellectual talks as if he is a thought feeder…

What have we made of our motherland ?

A place where people fear to speak, to out stand,

This is the narrative being built end to end,

And non secular is the one who stands to defend…

The great land of Rishi’s Avtaars and Saints,

Has been degraded to the low level rants,

I just pity the mindset of these politicians,

Who live as Rajas and behave like scions...

O Lord! Let my country awake and arise,

Back to its shining glory and thoughts of wise,

Let every citizen, get up, and do his biding,

Towards his Motherland, by this chiding…