Death of the forefather

All the country is in deep sorrow

All the flags flow half low

Only talk in the office is the funeral tomorrow

Where the nation leader shall be cremated, pronto

The atmosphere is silent and monotonous

Entire live media audience is populous

His rivals, despite past statements poisonous

Appreciate the deceased, yet posthumous

We all contributed and forwarded a bouquet

A gesture of our deepest sympathy, on display

For his partisans it appears to be doomsday

Yet for some, life and death are part of the day