A reader expresses herself about her Prime Minister
Democracy. Democracy! Democracy?
In this market of words,
please don’t sell me
old lies and deceits,
garbed in new clothes
of expensive receipts
In this chartered world,
there is no need for battered
bruised barter of verse,
empty in its promises and
only doomed to go worse
In this market of democracy,
don't make a mockery
selling me hopes in
hollow hiatuses of
derelict crockery
In this derailed world
there is no need to abjugate,
compasses of truth in delusional
voices of delirious practices
In this auction of abject
ruse and subterfuge,
I'm not the one who is buying.
I'm not the one who is buying.
(The author is a writer, singer, actor and a freelance journalist with various media houses. All opinions are the author's alone and not necessarily that of The Lede's.)
