There I
stood;
In front of an
Electronic Voting Machine
Unable to
decide…
Three
pictures on the EVM
Reflected me
Who am I?
Why should I
press the button?
Why I am
here? ...
Three
pictures on the EVM smile
One, my
father’s enemy
Second, my
cousin brother
Third, I didn’t
know;
He never
visited my village.
The trios
had done nothing as such to the village.
I closed my
eyes;
Tried to
study their past
It was too
late to decide
I heard so
many voices
For three
days in the village, saying;
Mr. X is
good,
Mr. Y is
excellent
Mr. Z is
outstanding.
Who knows
who is good?
Or bad?
Politicians
are the dirtiest species on the earth
Even you and
I…if in their place
Unable to
decide…
So be it
Right is the
freedom to choose.
I came out;
Perplexed
and saddened.
Have I cast
a vote?
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