When criminals stand for election, Democracy needs an ejection.
It takes the road to bane, When people are no more sane.
Yearly election, yearly row, Pinches the economy early low.
Citizens are sent for duty, Hung for votes is democracy.
Ugly clamor for gearing votes, Nation on a descending note.
Nothing puts an end to crime, Citizens live in grimy slime.
But democracy is for citizens, Who are rightly diligent.
( A poem from ‘ Serenading Poems Part One’)
