Pragmatic Propaganda
A pomp of 'taali' and 'thaali',
Your rebuttal is considered a 'gaali',
All of their shortcomings are canopied under nationalism,
Hush little boy or there's always an option of vandalism!
A charade of presumed celebrities,
Turning funeral into festivities,
Being a 'bhakt' is the fad,
Slurp some slogans for patriotism you mad lad!
A law pushed in haste,
with an intent claiming to be chaste,
everything validated by a number game,
bought a leash for you to tame!
All seems to be in order,
Just some fabricated farmers on borders,
Their tongues tired shrieking of injustice,
Bureaucrats waiting for some 'mann ki baat' to notice!
Farmlands lay hauntingly still,
The roads need to be tilled,
Their tumultuous tears deem paltry,
And this government always seems salty!
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'Yes, and how many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky?
Yes, and how many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
Yes, and how many deaths will it take 'til he knows
That too many people have died?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind.'
- Bob Dylan ("Blowin' In The Wind")
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The light- intensity of Bob's lyrics create a contrast of coloured imageries with your casually- ferocious words.
The best thing about this is each of its lines , stanzas and the post on the whole stands its ground firmly and the air of this poem brings out a saturated sigh from under the reader's nose .
@tortoise