The Toothless Tiger Dynasties Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

The Toothless Tiger Dynasties



The constitutional monarch and the republic,
The paper stamps are their Kings, Queens and Presidents,
They are the rubberized dolls in people's hands,
Their life style is the alms from the poor beggars of the streets,

Their fate is in the ballots and can be decided in a second,
When the people choose to voice through gadgets or the ink,
Their days are numbered in years, until then,
Let them have some fun, meddling and causing troubles.

Let the majority decides what they wish to have,
Let these monarchs stay quiet with the pen to sign,
Let them know the limits of their constitutional rights,
Let people win while these puppets tied to the threads.

Sunday, September 21, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: political
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dedicated to those Kings and Queens who are unnecessarily meddle with the majority's wish
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