Vote

Vote May come and vote May go

But no solution comes for the poor's woe.

All the parties promise big in the manifesto

So that commoners will stare with gusto.

Those who can mesmerize with more glossary

Will be able to dupe by sheer trickery.

Whoever wins the prices will go high

All the promises and assurances feel shy.

When canvassings and hustlings will be over

Comes peace after self-proclamations and clamor.

Vote May come and vote May go

Our poor country witnesses money's flow.