Righteousness. Poem by RAJ VIKRAM

Right may be your reason
to wrong and besmirch the
mind of my rugged being.
Never did I run into
your being or never
did I claim high ground.
Your rights are your right,
but how does my right
turn out to be wrong,
just because it doesn't
match your sense of
righteous indignation.
Left alone I may be,
high and dry may be the
state of my being.
But right is my way
and it is my right,
the only right I claim.
Being right in my own way,
the only right right.