The Duality Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

No one in the world can degrade the truth,
To reach the vision to enrich their type,
Of attitude, as the hilarity in the reality,
Obvious to the minds that fantasize the cruelty,
They are sick and weak to call as meek,
As the ‘modest human’ resurrect during trouble,
So many of them shake their heads to approve,
Whatever any clown with full make up,
Stand in the middle of the human circus,
Articulate holding the noose of the laws,
Around the necks of all citizens to be threatened,
And fearful of their life, organizing the civil society,
Is even difficult and have to meet all forceful rules,
Where do we go from here, countries of hypocrites?
How much is just enough for us not to disturb,
The countries of inefficient, efficiently ruled by the corrupt,
Where we have the easiest business through bribing,
every level, but back home we are the cleanest.