Propaganda Poem by Upanshu Gandhi

Propaganda

When the mankind united,
Was it all propaganda?
The people delighted,
Hoping it's not an agenda.

Has it come to this,
Gambling with emotion.
Mocking bliss;
For your selfish notion?

The sky lit with fireworks,
The scene splendid;
Makes me nervous,
Is it the ending?

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I wonder should we really be happy, or are we being manipulated?
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