The New Age Netas Poem by Srikar Middhai Prasad

'Vote for me! Dear Indians I will save you from all your sufferings!
I will promise you bread and sweet wine So that my dear people you will always be fine I will make you roads that will sparkle and shine Good leader is what I shall always be with thine You will improve and thrive, for that I will always strive So my dear Indians please vote for me for a newer richer India to see! ! ''

People voted for the good man concerned Pity they didn't know their future was blackened Mr.Neta gave the people dung and poison He turned out to be a unfair, cruel liaison He made the roads full of holes and cracks His account was filled with ever coming lakhs The helpless people faltered starved and strived Whereas our dear Neta sat calmly and thrived 'Oh my dear Indians, please vote for me for newer, richer Netas to see! ! . '