FALL OF CONGRESS BASTION
Dr K Prabhakar Rao
Congress bastion in Nehru’s land collapsed
While the people looked other way
The guys who lost are looking aghast
And only thing left for them is to pray
There was a time it decided the fate at center
While Congress had a cozy time
Now the guys are lost and crying hoarse
While the leaders are busy committing some crime
The Prince of Congress led from front
Roaming all over in whites sporting a shaggy beard
Yet he met his waterloo in his peers land
And such defeat is yet to be heard
He sat with Dalits and ate food
And such snaps in media made great din
People must have laughed at the futile show
While such papers finally found way into dust bin
Turban was wound around the head of prince
And the guy went around cheering common folk
Alas! The result in the end was down in refuse
And sadly the efforts got wasted out as broken egg’s yolk
The guys now do not know what to do
Soon there will be many scapegoats to be hung
Real useless guys would escape the whip
And swan song for congress would be soon sung
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