Republic Poem by Chandra sekharan

This Republic, this country is mine
I fought for the freedom from foreign emperor
Although queen was romancing with me
With the knowledge of emperor
I was elected after winning freedom
For my fair skin and westernized
Culture and oratorical skill
Whatever I spoke was not understood by public
I am the ruler
I have declared eternal emergency
Introduced indirectly dynastic rule
Ordered my coteries to scream from everywhere
To enthrone my son as vice president so that
He can be the next ruler
Like me, my son also is a poet, philosopher and ruler
My philosophy will be taught in all universities
Although I don’t have any philosophy of my own
I grew up in a castle of fear complex
My grandfather an advisor to one of the feudal kings of olden days
Was butchered by violent communal assassins
They sprayed bullets as though he was a dog
Till movement of his last finger stopped
Like me I want my son also to enjoy life with all luxuries
He should have everything made of gold
And play with trillions
My thousands of sycophants bowing in front of me
Will give meticulous informations about my
Enemies movements
Excepting my son the rest are my enemies
Mass in front of me believe that I am a socialist
Based on what I speak.
They are not bothered about my trillions in swiss bank
I erected my statues everywhere
On seashore, riverbanks, hilltops, airports,
railway junctions and bazars
All statues are protected with gun holding black cats
Millions were spent by sucking out
From starving and bony Bellies of billions
Ordered sculptors to carve my son’s statues also
My mind was filled up with horrors
Of oil thirsty imperialists hanging Saddam
Who inturn had massacred millions
To enable him to cling to golden throne
History shows big lists such as Stalin, Hitler, Idi amin, etc.,
Who killed several millions for their personal greed
Will my biographer include my name also in that list?
I don’t care, I want to enjoy
My son has to enjoy
My generation have to enjoy
But I have an imperialistic enemy abroad
Whose eyes are on my country’s natural resources
If my enemy can finish me, he can add trillions and trillions
To his Amazon wealth, depth unknown
He may also try to disintegrate the country
And divide into federalistic regions
And he dreams
By inter fighting the regions
My Republic would perish.

P.M.CHANDRASEKHARAN