Crapopolis?

Going for a walk in the Capital?

Do so at your own peril

Well, you may not get mugged

But watch your step for dog-shit and cow-dung

Though they’re all around

You could avoid these mounds

But of the foul air, can you be careful?

Heck, just take in a lungful

You may miss being run over, narrowly

You can evade the pollution, hardly

There’s much that makes the city a gas chamber

Hey, let’s celebrate with firecrackers!

It’s been going on for years

And for their health, many folks fear

Politicians keep promising to deliver

As our rivers become open sewers

The whole place is a garbage dump

But NCR‘s problems, nobody will confront

Political parties just want to grab power

As folks scatter their trash and look to buy air-purifiers

Meanwhile, what does the Centre say is dirty?

Some inconsequential nude photography

Instead of solutions, we get propaganda

And every government pushes its crappy agenda.