POEM
Criss-crossing the nation,
in the run-up to the 
General Elections
citizens at the bottom of
social ladder
are offered tall promises.
The parties and leaders of 
political parties are 
distributing the promises
on a silver platter 
thereby assuring all citizens
irrespective of caste, creed and religion 
to better the lives of all 
within a short spell at 
the most hundred days.
And those parties and their 
leaders who win the elections 
after assumption of power 
do virtually nothing 
to alleviate the sufferings 
of the poor barring the 
well-being of the ones who 
are born with a silver-spoon 
in their mouths.
The have-nots are
taken for a ride 
and even after a prolonged spell 
their conditions remain pathetic.
Being taken for a ride, 
these days the poor 
ones take the promises 
of the leaders on a shovel of salt.
Thus the seeds of
a rebellion are sown 
which within a short period 
evolve into a civil war.
 
 
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