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Shrewd politician

There’s the big fat politician

Delighted at the success of his campaign

He stands mightily, with his tummy resting on shaky legs

He begins with a roaring ‘Good Morning’

And lo! Silence prevails

For all, the poor and the rich

Want to hear what his speech hails

He starts to make big promises

Ones that’ll remain in word

And roars and claps — the crowd for the leader

The ground is filled with hysterical media clicks

Who work hard for the daily’s next edition

‘Free electricity for farmers, labourers, and all alike’ he says

And the crowd gets more jubilant, and is filled with elation

Grins, the politician, for with his false promises

He has won the hearts of the nation

And to pack up things

Got himself felicitated with garlands of flowers

The ‘leader’ then settles in the rear seat of his comfy car

And sets to think about the prospective votes

And sniggers as he thinks about those stupid spectators

Whom with his big fat promises he sugarcoats

He pats himself on the back

To have caught them so well

Their life will come back to hell

He just wants their votes, and shouts at his PA

Think for now, forget whether in future we receive a brickbat or a bouquet

Jasmine Sekhon, IX-B,
Sacred Heart Convent Sr. Sec. School, Ludhiana





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