Sick Politics Poem by RAJ NANDY

SICK POLITICS

The Ad in the papers read: -
'Wanted a skilled Healer, or a
Medical Man,
Who could cleanse and heal,
A nation gone totally sick,
With an overdose of sick politics! '
To this, only one doctor had applied,
Who requested the Editor to define,
The term 'sick politics '!
The Editor then clarified, -
That this politics was an ancient art,
Of divide and rule, without letting the
nation unite!
Which was practised by some ganster-
politicians,
Who like headless chicken, without sense;
With narrow parochial minds,
Practised politics of a sectarian kind!
Where vested, or self interest prevailed,
With honesty and integrity in captivity
held!
While the nation could be burnt or grilled,
But their coffers must always be filled!

Having read the Editor's clarification,
The Doctor replied in utter desperation; -
'Sir, it is not a physician you should seek,
Or a diagnosis you all really need!
Remove a thorn with a thorn,
And grapple this sickness by the horn!
Just give those sick politicians the sack,
And call those Britishers, right back '!

-Raj Nandy
20 Feb 08

(Though written in a lighter vein and in haste,
Many a true word is spoken in a jest!)