It’s that time of the year,
When eyes are glued to television.
Dummies from parties contest
For a seat in that white lofty building;
Forming government with either majority or collision.
Campaigns run for months,
Within cities; both small and big.
Usage of ingenious slogans,
With hundreds of promises to be fulfilled,
But the reality says, they are just prig.
It’s a war without weapons,
Showcasing the power of money.
Rallies, advertisements, free gifts are
Mere tools of temporary software used,
In a system, popularly called Democracy.
Then begins rounds of ‘blame game’
Or how channels call it, ‘debate’.
They rake up each other’s old wounds,
Trying to save their own grave
From people who decide their fate.
The value of the currencies fluctuate,
Oscillating the economies of nations.
With every leader elect,
Affects can be seen on immigrants and expatriates
Globalization or trade relations.
It happens once in a leap year,
Once voted, there are no corrections.
An example has been set by ‘The super power’,
With Mr. President about to create history
After the historic ‘Election’.
Inspirations and Aspirations 