Democracy

Man is a mystery, Difficult to understand, And his feelings and emotions, Even more difficult, His behavior reflects, Only a moment of his life. If he is happy, He behaves so nice, On the next day, He appears, Very indecent, He might have some problems, Physical or mental, Or something else. An examiner was given an answer book, For checking and marking, On a separate sheet of paper, He was in pain, He gave poor marks. After some time. He was given the same answer book, He was now all right, He gave very good marks. Man is man, And his judgments and decisions, Are affected by his ego, And his circumstances, The judgments and decisions, Should be made collectively, By persons who represent, Various classes of people, Sitting at a place, Call it a parliament, In the light of a book, Call it a constitution. This is democracy, Even its worst form, Is better than the best, One man rule! Thanks to the lovely man, And a leader so great, Who defined democracy, With beauty of his words, Democracy is the government, Of the people, By the people, And, for the people.