When Bapu Smiled

34 injured, 4 serious, 1 nearly paralyzed they say,
Pained expressions, agony awash,
“What is happening to our country?” they wailed.

And then the roadshow moved along,
Dropping in where dear old Bapu lay.
It began all well – all serious, all concerned,
In the spirit of things, I would say.

Until I guess they could bear it no more,
To choke the triumphant smiles,
Of seeing an opposition, goof up in style,
To hell with the agony, the pain, the disdain.

Poor Bapu, he would have had a fit,
A lady even did a jig at his grave.
But perhaps Bapu just smiled instead,
Because Satyameva Jayate.