I know you are wise
So you reached skies
Only problem is
You cannot stop lies
Brothers and sisters
You start your speech
Sweet promises made
But beyond our reach
Cash in every account
Ahead good days
Sorry Nirav took it
Will give if he pays
Would give vast fortune
If Mallya didn't run away
People need to wait now
There's no other way
Your position is big
We indeed respect
Stop telling lies sir
Time to introspect
(Please forgive me
If this poem has lies
I am your subject
Poor ‘Rich'ie John Pais)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Judith Blatherwick is now an Indian guy. Crazy!