The freely lynching Babus

To the molesting Babas

Highly protected Gau Matas

To the disappearing Anna Datas


Where reality becomes a Fake

And sells like a hot Cake

Creating a country of communal Make

Never ever to be socially Awake


Here Mythology turns to History

And History becomes a Mystery

Fake science is sweetened like a Pastry

And where decisions are Hasty


Entering into the New India

Through dancing the hatred Dandia

Our cells filled with fanatic Bacteria

Where being Indian has a new Criteria


Author: T H Sreerama is a Poet and retired from Central Warehousing Corporation (CWC).

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