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A big problem

Once there was a famous king,
More famous than Ozymandias.
His name was Sultan Wolf. 
He called himself a benevolent despot;
And his government a ‘democratic dictatorship.’

He spoke good English, a foreign language. 
Only a minor problem with 'l' and 'r': 
Once, a reporter asked him,
"What about elections, Your Majesty?"
He said, in response: 
"Why, I have them everyday!" 
The poor reporter was confused.

His kingdom was a land of superlatives:
The oldest civilization,
The largest standing army,
The largest population,
The largest emitter of carbon dioxide, 
The largest exporter—of people,
Now the second largest exporter of goods, too,
And will soon be the largest.

Since his was the most populous Sultanate,
Demography was his obsession,
Which he called his specialization.
Of course, the Sultan had tried his best
To check population growth 
By means of family planning,
By curbing the Right to have children!
But there was a huge of gap between
The target and ground reality.

Therefor, the Sultan hatched a wonderful plan:
Started a war with a friendly neighbour.
Every section of twenty soldiers had just one rifle.
If a soldier went on,
He would be shot.
If he went back,
Again he would be shot.
A Catch-22!
Many of his men were slaughtered.
But still the Sultan won—by sheer numbers!
God!
But the King did not believe in God.
Like king, like people!

But the dead men were only a small number.
So, now another plan:
Government is the boss.
Let people overwork.
A number of people died—
Of overwork, year after year.
Production increased.
The economy grew.
The Sultanate became a big power!

But once some workers gathered 
In the Capital and protested.
The name of Karl Marx was in the air.
“Look,” the Sultan roared, “Marx died.
So should you,
For raising his name in vain.”
So, reduction in population!

Now, when this narrative ended, 
The Sultan was planning for another war.
How else could he solve the problem—of population?

***

Copyright © Ram R. V. | Year Posted 2017

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  1. Date: 8/19/2017 8:43:00 AM

    This is so sad. This describes a true dictatorship and what is bad about it. The only way things will get better is by Gods own hand.

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