bhadwa (the middle man)

The tsunami, the earthquake, of 2005
Thank god for them.
People, half naked,
Thank god for them.

Squeeze every drop,
Don’t miss an inch,
Comb every yard,
Don’t miss a thing.

The middle man I am,
I’m the chosen one,
I’ll deliver to the needy,
Funds, so generously given.

I’ll give bread to the naked,
Clothes to the hungry,
I’ll bring back the dead,
Get you closer to death.

Ah! Curse today, what a mess,
My Merc’s at the garage,
Two of my servants called in sick,
Something’s the matter with the Jacuzzi,
And no hot water in the pool.

Funds, so generously I receive,
I give to the needy,
So what, if only a fraction,
The middle man I am.