They told us that
In democracy the
Majority have their way
And the minority a say
Yesterday we got
A pontification of this sort.
According to the governor
By serious implication
In a mollifying manner
The competition pitch is undulating
And at the middle of the game
The goalposts are maneuvered.
The bug of democracy
Is not biting at all
Its adventitious roots
Are shriveling
And turning the legless democracy
Into a mere civil rule.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem