I am strangulated
By the awe and travesty
That makes
My Democracy
A mediocre
That runs out of solution
For every supine
And corrugated idea
The misdemeanors are
Pronounced as valor
And
the Butchery is termed
as Biblical
Options are moribund
And the institutions are perfunctory
A meagre amount of buffoonery drives intelligentia to perish
And
Somewhere
India wakes to freedom and glory.
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