Hardik Vaidya

Rookie - 314 Points (26 Dec 1969, I won't be dead till you know I am alive. / Mahuva, Gujarat, India.)

The New Raj - Poem by Hardik Vaidya

The third world policeman,
Wear up your boots,
Shining and bright,
It's time to come out of your closet,
And cast away people's rudicules aside.

India and Pakistan by 2014 agree,
To mutually disband their nuclear silos
Under each others scrutiny
It is a know fact each of these blokes know more about the other,
Time at last they know more about themselves better.

Tell big brother China, no more trade with you,
If you want to sell to us, build your factories on our lands,
With us holding controlling shares,
Else thank you for your time, may god bless you and be happy and fine.

Tell America and Europe, guys we are back from the broke,
We would rather buy more expensive stuff,
But it buy from running democracies,
You create jobs for us in your lands,
We will buy from you and create in yours.

It is time for the Raj to return,
Not the a British Raj,
But an Indian-Pakistan raj with a North world occidental axis.
Let China keep circling to finds its democratic axis.


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 30, 2013



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