Rural Minister On A Bullock-Cart Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Rural Minister On A Bullock-Cart

After seeing
The minister on a bullock-cart.
What minister, sir? , asked he out of curiosity
Which but responded I with,
Would be,
Take you for
Rural Minister.

Again added I to say it more,
Gentleman sometimes we suffer for
As for the time
And for the awkward people and their dirty thoughts and ideas
And small mentality and thinking
As such was the aftermath of the Emergency
Which but you do not know it
How much painful was it divisive politics!

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