The politician of ours,
call him Chezhiyan.
harangues for hours
quoting liberally from
epics.
In between he sings
dances trying to make
the discourse appealing.
Cinematic in his ways,
he turns a leader.
Chezhiyan clinches
the post of Governor
all too soon. He himself
did not expect such
a rise.
Reigning the state for a decade
without a break, Chezhiyan
becomes powerful and mighty.
Churns billions in the go,
stands tall amidst his peers.
His son is pulled into the stream.
The young one seems plain
does not possess the father’s tact.
Chezhiyan, the artist, will make
the son fall in line,