Tributes paid,
wreaths laid.
Flags half mast:
Relive days past!
Son anointed,
Successor appointed
Madam arrives
son in tow
PM postpones
all to morrow.
Bharat desh,
always mourning
celebrating
always rating,
telly-phoning
phoney telling.
What about Air Force boys?
What about suicides?
What about the failed monsoon?
Price of sugar, over the moon.
Please, put reality on hold
Live funeral should not go cold.
9 comments:
Oh wow! How true!
Absolutely! Well put.
Sekar
Not without my brother - who edited it!
Super. Well said and unfortunately, very true.
Brilliant!
So poignant.
WOW wonderful.
Work From Home
Gowrie! So nice! Funny, yet hard-hitting.
This one is so cute! It goes so well. I know I should be talking about the sentiment behind but Im dazzled by the flow
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