In A Kingdom Of Chaos, A Tale To Be Told About Manipur, India Poem by Rajan T Renganathan

In a kingdom of chaos, a tale to be told,
Of an insensitive party, and a ruler quite bold.
With a joker as prime minister, devoid of all grace,
The land now a maze, a bewildering place.

He dons his facade, a painted-on smile,
But behind the clown's mask, malice runs wild.
His actions are callous, his words so absurd,
Leaving citizens astounded, their hope slowly blurred.

With a heart made of stone and empathy none,
This joker PM revels, in all damage he's done.
He toys with their lives, like a ruthless game,
Leaving the vulnerable in sorrow and shame.

His policies cruel, devoid of compassion,
He scoffs at their pleas, his heart filled with disdain.
Waving austerity as a twisted decree,
A mockery of justice, for all eyes to see.

The party he leads, follows the same path,
A chorus of sycophants, basking in wrath.
Insensitive to the struggles of those in need,
Their power and privilege, their only true creed.

For an insensitive party, led by a joker PM,
Cannot prevail forever, with their heartless anthem.
The masses will rise, in defiance and might,
To restore compassion, and make the wrong right.