Not To Me And Not To Us.. Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

The virgin vitriol can corrode everything, but not me,
The rowdy rain can wet the earth and fill her cavities,
The rogue sun can scorch to burn the leaves and buds,
The monstrous ocean may wake up to rape the land,
Thunderous darkened clouds may send lightening arrows,
Brewed malt, wheat and rice may look like women,
Smoked cannabis and weeds may seem to be men,
This world's pleasure can accumulate itself,
And wait for itself to be scooped as a cup cake,
The evil fragrance of choicest flowers filled in the canisters,
To be sprayed and may be marketed as sinister,
But not to me, not to us and not to people with confidence,
To say no to the ills and evils of the societies and nations..