The ever-exploding terrorist war
Opened manholes on roads left ajar
Drugs-on-loose and duplicate sages
Its not just those birds in the cages.
The spineless bows for clerk babus
Those uncounted deals under the table
Uncared monuments filled with graffiti
Stick-no-bill warnings - an invisible entity.
Alert, Registered citizens of the great nation-
A book is enough evidence for sedition
You got no money and got no power?
Even cursed if you mark 'F' for gender.
The currency note - a universal license
No? You got no right to speak any sense.
The biased probability of brides on fire
The country is run on a flat imported Tyre.
Respect is a sole privilege of the dead
Never expect it in a crowded road.
Pak's nuke arsenal and the falling dollar, Huh?
Start seeing the hangin' knife on your collar.
We dare to speak with suppressed sarcasm
Of the rejected visas and 'abroad' racism?
Those ac khadi stores, the picturesque sky
and the smiling frail-man isn't incredible India.
The thousand dollar pay isn't everyone's goal
A hearty breakfast and safe commute home-
The Indian dream might seem a little tame
But, hungry stomachs can only think so lame.
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