The Murkhamnatri (The Foolish Minister)

One who does not know to talk with others, How to behave, That rustic fellow from the countryside, I mean the hamlets and thorps Too a minister. Uncultured and uneducated, illiterate and blunt, He has nothing to do Rather than bluffing others, Bluffing and threatening, Looting money from the treasury On fraud vouchers and bills. On the bullock-cart sits he, On a billy goat, He plays the role of a herdsman, Turbaned and towelled, Going in his rustic way, A lathi man of politics, Threatening with his lathi the all. If the controversial public mandate goes in such a way, Opting for an alternative if it drains out, What will it be the fate of the nation And developmental programmes for public upliftment, He will just come, talk big and do nothing, Will instigate and provoke The poor against the rich And get his works done as thus, Divide and rule policy? A fool has nothing as his morale, He has nothing to lose, A son of a very small man, He has just the big talks Which he has got through his bulging cheeks, A tobacco-eater takes he tobacco, rubs and chews And spits everywhere, Speaking in blunt Bhojpuri or some other dialect, Doing the rough tough, Calls himself a leader, how can it be?