The Rulers Of India And The States - Poem by Rajendran Muthiah
Thanks a lot, dear comrades!
You were ensconced in locked houses
of water-logged areas, abandoned
by the people to fly the fury
of the heavy downpours and burgled
the valuables without sweat and fret.
It’s a wonder! You don’t steal the hearts
of girls who cast the nets to catch you all
but dare to steal and kill the oldies.
Thanks so much, you audacious councillors!
You block the flow of rain water channels
And flood the streets with dirt and filth.
The people pass through this sludge
on bare foot to reach the places of work.
But you roam in bikes and cars,
your party delivered free by smiling
at the dumb struck voters on both sides.
People gain the risk of infection!
But your efforts to get flood relief funds
will not go in vain!
Heartful thanks, you dauntless voters!
You elect the people who give you freebies.
When the farmers are the huge vote banks
You choose the actors of the tinsel world
who don’t know the knowhow of tilling lands,
growing crops, storing waters in irrigation tanks,
desilting the rivers and canals, cultivating lands
and facing the sudden natural calamities!
We need ministers who wear simple clothes
and mix with the toiling folk in villages.
Honest leaders can alone drive out poverty.
The corrupt can erect skyscrapers of penury.
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