NONE OF THE ABOVE

Three players begin the pivotal game,

begging to differ, but hollowness the same;

hand is paralyzed, lotus looks dry,

third front toothless with hue and cry.

People divided on caste and creed,

blood of aspiration sucked in greed;

adding salt to the wound is IPL loss,

blisters boil for personal cause;

A billon dreams taken for a toss,

hate spoken without a thoughtful pause.

 

The silent spectator looks sad and puzzled,

her griefs are many, and safety is troubled;

whom should she chose, and who should be out?

her mind being pricked with an intellectual bout;

she thinks twice to vote for a crook,

choices are a few, with negative outlook.

On the ballot day she looks at the list,

her mind goes rolling with tumbles and twist;

she reaches the booth with a thought in her mind

decides to register, but her vote will turn blind.

'NONE OF THE ABOVE' is her mindful choice,

this is her power, her incredible voice !