You are my dear foreign barstard
You have become our watch word
You conquered the whole world
You are a piercing, powerful bird
You are a big vulture
The destroyer of Indian culture
You devoured almost all the other birds
It is very pleasing to hear your words
Once you made the sun never set
Many rules have you got
Have you ever followed them yet?
For the rich and the elite you are a pet
Everybody wants to make friends with you
Why do you bless a chosen few?
Your genealogy is rather difficult to cite
Your access to the rural poor is a pathetic plight
In alien places you come to our rescue
The entire human race looks for you in a queue
The readers wonder who you are.
You may not be a living creature.
I don’t want to make a lot of fuss
It is left to the readers to make a right guess