Red and Green

Introduction : this poem is from a state in India, where there are two powerful Political parties CPM(a communist party-red) and TMC(current in power-green).CPM created havoc for 34 years and took our state down the drains ,TMC promised us a lot of things before election, but they are playing the same games what their formers played,so from here starts my protest poem.....

               RED AND GREEN

Whether you are red or you are green,
It doesnt matter,its all the same;
Because even after 34 plus few
There is no fucking 'change'.

Red had lied and Green is lying,
About the broken roads.
Awry ribs still go 'bout dying
Without a piece of cloth.

The only cocks that are sucked are the ones without their heads.
And though you paint it Green,you are nothing ,but bloody Red!

When someone acts just and good
He or She meets sack!
You are no Green, you are no Red...
You 're all just black.

So here we are in search of a colour which will save us from all the slack,
It wont be Red ,it wont be Green ,and certainly wont be black.
It will be a colour from the heart, and needs of a man,
And no films, no art, no music, no poem will ever meet ban.

Red and Green, I guess its time for you to pack your bags, and hang up your boots,
Enough is enough!We cant add anymore to your increasing heap of loots.
Democracy is the state in which we want to live in,
Which Red couldnt give us,and hell no!Neither can green!