NOT AGAIN !
An ode to the Railway Ministry.~~~~~
The shortest month of the year,
Brings with it a sob and many a tear.
To over a billion.
Harboring...
more... hopes amounting to a trillion.
Wishing,ranting,praying,and what not...
Flaring tempers when it's agonizingly hot.
Watching the RM's every movement,
With wary eyes and haunches crouched,bent.
After having a soundless appeal to heaven,sent.
And their shoulders for weeping,lent.
With a flourish,he begins,
A tale of half truths and whole lies.
To encouraging plaudits from his allies,
And wary glances from trusted spies.
Allegedly,marking the great fall,
Of Bihar and Bengal !
Cameras flash and mics are thrust,
Neither able to penetrate his crust..
Much is promised,nothing is done,
For,therein lies a politicians fun.
The soporific discourse begins to end.
With it,twenty states,to a year's doom,send.
Joining a multitude of budgets,notorious,
Perceived by a selfish few,to be glorious.