The Fraud Politician

By Jyotsna Giridharan

Yes, I cried

Yes, I almost died.

I fell from greatness,

I fell from pride.

I fell from stages,

I fell from my peoples’ eyes.

I became a snide,

I began to lie.

I rebelled,

I thought I marvelled.

I hurt my people,

With all, I broke ties.

Six, seven, eight, nine, ten

Like a slow poison in me

I thought I am an accident.

They say,

I am The Fraud Politician.

By Jyotsna Giridharan