Racial Abuse - Poem by Rajendran Muthiah
The Aussies might practise racial abuse
on those who in public places embrace and kiss.
To kick and punch the brown they seem resolute
from stopping them, the rhythm of life, they pollute.
It is not charming if the black show the bikini-lines.
At times, some vandals break in the zoos
slaughter the birds and animals,
shut in enclosures, curtailing the freedom
and walk to home carrying these eatables.
They are good foodies of hamburgers and wines.
How long they eat surfeiting fork in all the foods!
The Aussies amaze at the Chinese
working in lap-tops and doing electronic goods.
How swift-footed in markets and hotels!
The Aussies seek perfection of the Chinese
in looting the gold medals in the Olympics.
Could the secrets slip out of those hearts?
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