Politics

a poem by

Anupam Usharia

Politics is a contagious disease,
Which fills us with unease
And if even once you cross its crease,
Then you can’t even shout for your release.
Like other diseases it also has fever,
But, its sufferers are becoming fewer and fewer.
Why, why we have made this boon an abusement,
When this so called disease also has a treatment.
We are the once who criticize politics the most,
We are the once who are filling the clean paths with frost,
Then who are we to criticize politics.
Today I pledge to make politics a boon,
Which will be praised everywhere soon,
Which will be praised everywhere soon.