He’s in charge, honest and loyal.
He permits thefts and condones fraud.
He rescues thieves brought to notice.
He’s not sacked; the boss is happy.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
pure system we called it Indian. De facto not in chair, De jure sitting as head of the country, and silent to everything. wonderful India. Good poem, thanks. One is singh another is Gandhi. Am I correct sir?