The Immoral Saint

I think you are thinking how i could not make a big cut And become a power wielding politicians though I have a blade like tongue and a mind like a cauldron Boiling leads and freezing mercury at cryogenic level And break a path to be super rich though I know The trick of the trade how to play intraday in equity market You might also think that how it is possible for a man To be quite extraordinarily and lives a life of penury When I sacredly have discovered the formula to win a lottery But I am not thinking all these but I go wondering In your presence how a liar becomes a leader all around Telling white lies and a rascal swindler becomes a tycoon A mass killer becomes a minister, a child rapist a lawyer and a social worker who was few days ago a notorious goon; At a time I think you have stopped thinking otherwise They could not be so confident telling us to listen or die Could not issue threats after threats to ban us and To snatch our all due rights sitting together conspire and try To malign us in every possible manner known to mankind Other time I do not wonder seeing you keeping silence Looking other way and giving us just useless lip service A man of coward nature like you must be lousy hypocrite A seller of conscience and a filthy immoral saint of the street