Democratic Leaders Poem by PRAVEEN KUMAR English Poems

Whom I select, whom I elect
While all are moral derelict,
All are sheer evil manifest,
And all is in criminal mindset.

One is this and one is that,
And each is every one of that;
Social reject and moral eject,
Grow in self-promotion's budget.

Right or wrong, insensitive,
Rise in ladder is the only goal;
Gang of criminals on rampage,
Rob and kill all who come to stop.

Mark by their no compunction,
Mark as traitors of public cause;
No land religion touch their heart
But to rouse people to vote for them.

Wealth or power, fame and name,
Status, big ego, false self claims -
They let down all for self cause -
They are thick skins, no restraint.

Poisonous gas, no light in them,
Parasites those drain own land,
Alas, mark of the current age,
They fasten the ruin in our land.

Vicious creatures, insult to the kind,
Never bother about what others mind
While their arrow hits bull's eye;
Nothing stirs them as do setbacks.

Democracy, they call, their wheels,
First they meddle while in power
To take them where want to reach
And breach all rules on their path.

Feudal in essence, win or kill,
And manipulate mass of people,
No love or mercy has here place,
How can it bring progress ever?

Where all backs only winning bulls,
Where those falls face public grills
And right or wrong not an issue,
How there a land lights on its own?

It is not this or that group,
All is here on evil board
As the only route for its win
In this free bad bad world.

How long this ill infests our land?
Till true light enlightens the land
To see the right as right in scope
And grasp the truth as it is, is.

Till then this ill rolls on and on,
Till this Dark Age comes to an end;
Bear all ills till that right age comes,
It is how we all ought to roll on.