Statesmen Of Steel.. - Poem by RAVIKIRAN ARAKKAL
All were of praise of the Statesman,
Who came to limelight and glory,
In the papier mache and the screens
Of their homes feeling gratitude,
For the great works he will carry out.
As days and years passed by,
There were only orals of world peace,
As the great hero made
The billions, yatches, villas and planes.
Forgotten were the destitute populace,
Medics, medicines and food became
Short and dry, yet the statesman
Made his statements and made
Countries fight between,
While counting the midnights
Of their delight of pleasures
with wine women and ecstatic feasts,
Paving way for the poor and destitutes,
To cut shoot his head or send him to jail.
Many are the worhty statesmen of date,
Who left the shame to gods to declassify.
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