The Political God

The Political God short poem

Uploaded by SUMIT NASKAR

It’s me, your god, your fate decider-
The leader, the power, I am all that enslaves fire!
I am a god, and I am a man!
I am the death and I possess this earthly fan!

It’s me, your lord, your life donor.
You, are all but slave, must give me honor-
Though I am no million nor billion race
But I get all that Great God’s grace!
And you are a man from thousand fools-
Million billion wait and watch as wooden tools.

Hey, look, it’s me, the top dog of race
Whom you give this power excess,
And of course, you are all but dolls of my hand
I will lead thee in castle of even sandless sand,
And shall say, “Come you peers in my sore need
And give your blood for peaceful deed
To make this nation a glorious one
Be humble to me, and to others but a shot of gun!”

Ha! You are best beast on whose shoulder I do lean
And conquer you by politics mean!
And the plan I carry on to clash your race:
Mine is elite, does from power of brain’s face.
Thus, you fail and always will do,
No matter whoever misleads you
This god is me who is to lead you in landless land
Fleeting bleeding, if you are charmed by my chic art chant.
I am a god more powerful than Great Sun God!
I can heat your brain and seal it with all my deceiving knot.

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