It is sad,
And tragic indeed,
We do not permit,
Excellence to breed.
There are numerous ministers,
None knows how to administer,
Highly paid mighty bureaucrats,
Full of back-biting and chit-chat.
Vacuum is all pervasive,
Writers,scientists and athletes elusive,
One billion people perhaps more,
And yet! big fat zero is the score.
Shall we ever learn,
To have the winning streak,
Will we ever yearn,
To stand firm on our feet.
Can we be counted,
And hold our heads high,
Mediocrity rules the roost,
Answer is a disappointing sigh.
What a shame,
Mediocrity abounds,
No oysters, no pearls,
Merely hollow sounds.
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