The Baskets Of Advice.. - Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
The baskets of advice are too old,
battered with too many holes,
not well woven with scientific facts,
These baskets of psychological scripts!
The baskets of advice are too heavy,
still the troubled human want to carry,
The resourceful man's abandoned cherry,
the baskets of neurotransmitter diary!
The baskets have the peace arms,
hidden in the handle of the knives,
even the innocent brutes not spared,
not let the human to live their simple life,
if it is just a guidance, I want to inherit,
if it is a proven text, I want to reprint,
if it is a threat to peace, I may let go it,
if it is the truth, I will obey it.
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