Saint I – The new Indian
Not a mere I, but St. I
I am the Saint… purest of pure
I, a lotus in the dirty pond
Never affected by the dirt around
I am a proud Indian
I am proud of ancient India; but not the present
I am concerned, not about me;
But about the whole world around me
I am pure, never corrupt
It is the system that is corrupt
I give bribes, but what choice do I have?
I take bribe, how can I manage my life otherwise?
I take money for vote
I take liquor for my vote
I take long weekends at vote
But isn’t that all problems of system?
I am never to be blamed; I am so pure
I am the society; but its faults are not mine
I am the country; but its weaknesses are not mine
I want strong country; but not my child as soldier
I want benefits; but not any taxes
I want cleanliness; but I will still spit
I want money; but hard work is not for me
For I am the people of this great country
I am a believer; but only in my God
I want freedom; but not to my neighbour
I want to blame; but not to be blamed
For I am the only one; so pure
I can go on; so much to say, but
I have flight to catch; to get out of the way
I will be back; when things are better
But I will have enough; to blame all the way!