Monarchy,modernized
by Jiya Gupta
Ancient and medieval —
the king held power,
and with it, all authority.
He ruled the city’s laws and orders,
the taxes, the trade, the monopoly, all in control.
Faith, too, moved with permission from above.
You knew who owned the first word.
No eyes could dismiss it,
no stories could lie,
everyone knew whose power would abide.
Now comes modern —
same king, different tags,
with systems and laws.
No more hierarchy followed along.
It is president or prime minister
who sits in the red chair.
The difference is this:
it was chosen by the crowd
to help them grow and prosper.
The jester was witty, with jokes he played along,
obvious in humour, yet subtle in song.
Now jesters are dressed as comedians, cartoonists, and memers,
mocking the system they are not proud of.
Because money does not grow on trees,
yet ministers still go on fooling around.
Monarchy to democracy —
what a crazy shift.
But what about tyranny that still exists?
If the jester is threatened for his mockery,
then censorship is its counterfeit.
Resting in closed diaries,
hidden stories stay untold.
Now every language, every song,
every differences, every whispered fear,
joins in one loud song.
What rule, what law, what Constitution
can stand against the king’s claw?
Published on the Writory Wall.