a poem by Hannah

Every major country, except monarchy have politics
They conduct elections
They organise strikes
They serve people
This is what they say and so India is a political country

All rights are penned in the constitution
Rules for elections also penned
Rules for SCs and women too penned
But none follows it

They only want to win and win till their last breath for power
But guys, where are you rushing?
There is death
Note, there is no politics in heaven or hell

I don’t know
If our old leaders who have gone there had made politics over there
You are like this
You can’t change
You will not change
So this poem is just a waste to make my pen empty
And one piece of my paper is now wasted