Autocracy Poem by vidyut chakraborty

Autocracy



Head high!
perish in dust.
Head low?
remain and rust.
Eyes up!
down your head.
Eyes low?
sure to suspect
Voice up!
a communist indeed.
Voice low?
a conspiracy in deed..
Laugh a lot!
mockery in guise.
Laugh not?
ploy on rise.
Love awfully!
there is a plot.
Hate bitterly
It is an autocrat's slot.

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