Ask not if i wrung the parrot’s neck to make it croak,
Ask why i myself croaked when i could have roared. 
Ask not how i ballooned my chest without stretching my pectoral,
Ask how I became a gasbag despite my regurgitations oral . 
Ask not if silence gripped me first or fear of governance-at-sea,
Ask if fake promises caught up or sheer incompetence hit me.
Ask not if that victory in a blue moon would i manage to repeat,
Ask if i will ever converse, for all i do is selectively speak.
Ask not if we are safer ,or greater or better than ever,
Ask when I talk of statistics,does my voice quaver ? 
Ask not if I would ever do anything for you.
Ask only if you would nevertheless cheer for me ,on cue.