The nation now knows a serpent.

You fool, spews fuel, wrongly school fellow billion citizens everyday,
With zero shame, wicked games still you seek fresh deceptive ways.
While your morality diminished, it eventually finished, vanished;
your propaganda drives countrymen drag each other’s lives to an ashes tray.

You could have been responsible, a little sensible but chose to be terrible;
because you consciously ignored, snored on the right route right away.
You could have been a lesser lunatic, lesser pathetic, but a little empathetic;
but, for your masters directions, you pick to be mean, lean, swing foul play.

You can never be the light, you can never be the god damn enlightening ray,
because you willfully dump, slump matters in shades of murkier color grey.
You sway the matters knowingly, the matters that genuinely weigh.
You, your lord’s servant, a poisonous serpent and lustful for the TRPs;
you victimize, traumatize scapegoats, then slithers the prey and finally slay.

You draft, craft vandalism, for which you get paid but the country pays.
The real issues, the country is concerned, you park them cleverly at the bay.
You, hopeless, heartless, nothing but just a controlled meagre lump of clay.
Now the nation knows, now the nation woes and they have got a lot to say,
that your tons of wrongful job done mischievously, can’t be easily undone;
and may it bothers you, may you never forget, but regret it in utter dismay!

May you wonder, ponder and finally surrender to the tornado of thoughts.

May it profoundly jolts you, haunts you, daunts you, until you finally lay, until you finally lay!

~abhi