Super Moon and the Tired Man
Stood in the Queue, Stood in the Queue
Card in the hands, Bard in the mind
Happy that One, One out of the millions
Stopping the menace, by holding the hands.
Hands that chisel, hands that write,
Hands that wash, hands that dry,
Hands that nurse, hands that heal,
Hands that feel the pinch of money.
Pain in the legs, Sore in the mind,
Vain in the queues, Four in the day
Ache in the sigh, But hope in the eye
A King can make the whole nation stand.
Money and me separated by queues
But mind and pride together stronger
If not today, tomorrow is there
I got until the new year is out.
Nation forgot the Children’s Day
Money rules everyone’s Day
I feel happy at Moon at a distance
I feel happy at Nation in the future
At last, a first step to make Fear
Find its place in the minds of
Corrupt few and vacate the minds
Of the virtuous majority.
© Ganapathy Subramanian N