Democracy at stake

 By Reginold Jacob

Who is killing democracy, 

Only wise people know, 

A ballot is like a bullet, 

One day you will know. 

Fools never hear criticism, 

You can easily know, 

Feedback is the soul of correction, 

Fools will never know. 

Mis application of the law, 

Silence of the court, 

Puppetry of police, 

All are the things to mourn

Nation wants to know, a poem by Reginold Ajay Jacob, India

Nation wants to know

a poem by Reginold Ajay Jacob, India

Nationwide wants to know,

If democracy is alive,

Is she in ICU, is she alive,

Is there any hope, for her to survive.

Is she on a ventilator,

Is there some hope of life,

Is she a legacy of Congress,

That can no more survive.

The nation wants to know,

Will democracy survive,

Will democracy and secularism,

Be buried side by side.

Wakeup oh nation wake-up

Still, there is hope and time,

For without them

Even the nation can't survive.

Trembling of hearts, a poem by Reginold Ajay Jacob, India

Trembling of hearts

a poem by Reginold Ajay Jacob, India

For every one speaking the truth,

There is a bullet or arrest,

Are we a country that is free,

Or freedom is under arrest.

Well, I cannot say,

Well, I should not say,

Well, I could not say,

Nor should you ever say.

Where are the rights, given in the constitution,

Where is the separation of power,

Stumbling foundations,

Trembling of hearts.

Note:- The poem describes the sad state of Indian democracy. As it is today

Democracy your days are numbered, a poem by Reginold Ajay Jacob, India

Democracy your days are numbered

a poem by Reginold Ajay Jacob, India

I have stopped,

Speaking the truth,

Or it will be considered,

an unforgivable offence.

Why speak the truth,

Dogmatic won't understand,

Why shower pearls on swine,

Pigs would consider it an offence.

Democracy your days are numbered,

In this sacred land,

When wisdom fails, anarchy prevails

I leave my country in His hands.

We need His intervention,

It's now beyond human hands,

You are the creator,

I leave my country in Your hands.

Fourth pillar of democracy,has fallen

a poem by R.A. Jacob

Fourth pillar of democracy,has fallen alas,
Newspaper,media,all have turned out to be blind,
Neither is there freedom of press,
Nor will you ever find.

Experiment called democracy,
Is now at it's all time decline,
Will my country survive,
Or will we all decline.

Watchdog of democracy,
Has turned out to be a pet dog,
The screen has turned blur,
As there is just a lot of fog.

R A Jacob