Tuesday, January 17, 2017

Democracy, a name which has suffered ignominy
A sound which has become ignorable
A song which can only be hummed
Its hotchpotch which has gone through hypothesis
And its effective cause of hostilities.
Democracy, turned to a hopscotch
Its teaching now in heresy with people’s idea
Its flaws becoming a hobby-horse in Hogmany
Higgledy-piggledy it becomes in the city
‘Cause its heyday is gone
Democracy, it is in the hands of exponents
Like a shy with its helmsmen.
A nobleman with no esteem,
Principle with no privileges for all
Exciting story with a sad denouement
A deodorant full of irritation
A beauty but ephemeral.
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