The words were not coming out of their mouths
Willingly, not making much sense , very bad acting
Unlike today’s political actors in the little
(White)Play house.
They were just doing their job, the torment in their soul
Was expressing throughout their emotions and physical
Appearance, one would almost think that
It was a sad eulogy for a lost friend.
We all fell by this way of deception as we embraced the lies
Celebrating this world changing event being captivated
And glued to the tel-lie- vision, not willing to miss
This life transforming event.
It was sold to us as the second coming of the messiah,
We were indoctrinated, swallowing every word ,
Every scene, being dished out of Hollywood,
It all worked better than a charm.
Mr Modi is soon having his own version of Bollywood produced moon landing, seeking to lift his peoples morale and spirits so the dead bodies floating down the river
In Mumbai and the endless farmers protests calling fo his
Demise may be for