Majority Modules.

Blown less or more,
Majority is either a malady or a mania.
Muscles cannot undermine the bones.
The skeleton of what a structure is and shall be,
Determines the dictum of majority might.
But the hallucinating hopes of people
Lying hidden in the portals of power 
Chosen by them,make majority,a myth.
Fiendish majority becomes like a fence
Feeding on fields,that it is meant to protect.
Empty wallets of the poor were stolen,
Enabling the wealthy to stash their black bulks.
EVMs are not loaded guns,but machines,
Whose buttons are pressed to perfect 
Perpetual pitfalls in the power points.
Majority is not massive sprouting of mushrooms
In the midst of mountains,that have stood
The test of time,as monumental history.
Majority is not the mammoth Machiavelli, 
Breaking rival camps through Rummy games,
Grasping jokers discarded by others,to offset deficiency.
The principle of majority is to rule and not to ruin
The pages of history,through rampant game plans.
Majority is the soul of the body called democracy,
Built with flesh and bones,drawn from streets
And not one surviving on the blood of Plutus,
Passing through the veins of pals,of peerless palaces.
All is well where majority minds the masses.
All goes awry when fairness,majority trespasses.
P. Chandrasekaran.