In a land of irony, where dreams were once bright,
Resides a leader, oh what a sight!
With his throne so grand, he rules with might,
While the people's suffering is hidden from his sight.
Behold, dear citizens, the PM so wise,
Wearing a façade, A dictator in disguise.
He claims to serve, but oh, what a shame,
His actions only bring the nation to flame.
Religion, the tool, he skilfully wields,
Dividing the masses with invisible shields.
As riots engulf the state, the PM turns a blind eye,
In his kingdom of chaos, truth begins to die.
The players take to streets, protesting with might,
But the government's force suppresses their fight.
Their voices muffled, their rights denied,
While the PM, indifferent, lets their dreams slide.
Inflation soars high, as prices touch the sky,
The common man's struggle, ignored with a sigh.
Unemployment rampant, hope fades away,
Yet the PM's attention drifts, never to stay.
Media, a puppet, dances to his tune,
Spreading propaganda, like a poisonous bloom.
Fake news engulfs, truth takes a backseat,
As the PM's reign tightens, deceit after deceit.
Oh, the PM, so self-obsessed and vain,
Inaugurating buildings, oh what a drain!
Tax-payers' money wasted, a never-ending spree,
While the nation crumbles, in despair we plea.
A king he fancies himself, above all else,
The sufferings of the people, he simply repels.
For the common man's plea, he has no ear,
In his kingdom of illusion, reality is smeared.
Oh, land of irony, where justice cries,
The PM's reign, a tale of twisted lies.
But fear not, dear citizens, the day will come,
When truth shall prevail, and justice will hum.
