I opened a factory of its own kind,
To churn up the growing young minds,
Molding them to think my way,
Folding them to gain my gains.
They work for stomach and give their brains,
I give them food according to their shares,
My stamp on their face decides their fate,
The way they please me marks their rate.
I built a dam across their home,
To control the flow of how they grow,
They have to flow it’s the law of nature,
I extract the energy it’s a man-made feature.
Gain and gain, I store it all,
Rain and rain, I pour it all,
Filling the drains with dead desires,
Dark with soot of dreams on fire.
My mammoths of money has roared again,
I became the leader because of my gains,
A feeder of billion hopes,
Chosen by million votes.
Carrying the flag painted by my ancestors,
For service and honor of my mother,
Making them believe that they are unique,
Singing the anthem which I repeat.
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