Minister and Bureaucrat

When minister garlands convict.
Democracy is at its peak;
When bureaucrat speaks the truth.
The iron-frame has a leak.

Some media mention the minister.
Most bash the bureaucrat;
Loyal spokesperson thunders
How the minister is a patriot.

The voices that would rectify
The sickening perfidy
Find the caged parrot chasing them
To the ends of the city.

Across the land from end to end
A fever is in the pate;
Sanity slinks to a backseat
As the righteous celebrate hate.

Laws propitiate satraps
Down to the minion;
Innocent citizens killed for sport
Are enemies of the nation.

Technology is hand in glove
With brutes in modern caves;
Gadgets wait on gut-instincts,
The gadgetless are knaves.

Have you a question you would ask,
Go to some primitive land
Where animals live in harmony
And your motions understand.

Badri Raina