The whole place was festooned
people lined up on both sides
there was singing and dancing
jugglers, clowns entertained
came elephants
camels
horses
the king is coming the king is coming
with his new set of clothes
come one come all
see for yourself the unique dress of the king
people rubbed their eyes,
craned their necks
on the balcony a boy wedged between his father and
mother
came the king on chariot
look said the prime minister
look at the clothes of the king
people shook their head, they clapped
the boy shouted- where are the clothes he is naked
the prime minister pointed at the boy
commanded the soldiers to arrest him
he is anti-national
he is poisoned.
the crowd cheered.
Chandramohan Naidu: He is a retired bank employee, now a freelance writer and photographer based in Chennai, part of the poetry circle which meets first Wednesday of every month. I am writing poems to be subsequently brought out into a collection.