Here is a poem written by Shri N.V.Subbaraman, Chennai. You can write your appreciation in the column provided below which will be forwarded to the author.
LET TWENTY THIRTEEN FIGHT THE TRAGEDY!
(Tragedy of Democracy)
What a noble form is DEMOCRACY!
Great values, freedom and philosophy
True only to those who value and feel
Cherish one must, nurture he must and keep!
For those who enjoy fruits- sure nurture not
Democracy leads to tragedy lot!
In the name of freedom and liberty
Care not rules and laws, morals and ethics!
Fear never nor respect ever authority!
Culture, decency buried sans basics!
Leader treated cheap, followers feel tall
Values and virtues fail and deeply fall!
Discipline a prey, character a farce
Misbehavior a fashion for youth!
Scant respect and fear for authority
Love for duty a rare commodity!
True, leaders failed, but the people more!
Oh! Mother India! My great Nation!
Let twenty thirteen fight the tragedy
Great pain-tragedy of democracy
May the democratic spirit prevail!
May we revert to glory to great avail!
Let us play our role with sincerity
Accepting our responsibility
Our people sure have capacity
Fail not in our accountability!
Editor, Young Poet,
12 / 1045 Jeevan Bhima Nagar,
Chennai - 600101
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