When Reason Met HIM

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HE said: It’s November 8,

We must no longer wait.

Time to throw a surprise.

Let’s demonetise.

A shocked Reason stepped in.
It said: 86 percent in the bin?
HE said: Don’t question my ‘advice!’

I am NaMo, and NaMo is wise.

Let’s demonetise.

Reason looked aghast.
It said: The economy won’t last.

HE said: Oh that’s bound to reprise.

Let’s demonetise.

Reason let out a cry.
It said: People will fry, ATMs will dry!
HE said: That’s a small price,

‘The greater good’ will realize.

 Let’s demonetise.

Reason tried again

It said: For the poor, too much pain.

Farmers, maids, daily wagers: What do they gain?
HE said: Oh can’t you see?

It’s not about the money!

For the greater good, they must rise.

Let’s demonetise.

Reason walked up to leave
It said: Black money will end, you believe?

HE said: It’s a gamble and I rolled the dice,

I am NaMo and NaMo is wise.

Let’s demonetise.

And since then, Reason’s lost.

In long queues, in a fake survey,

And a famished daily wager’s cost.

But NaMo and his followers apprise,

Don’t cry over Reason’s demise.

It’s a small inconvenience, not a vice.

Let’s demonetise.