Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

The Survival Of The Weakest! - Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

The greens of land,
Four seasoned and broad,
Inhabitant sparse,
Cows silently graze,
Not looking at the bulls,
Injected to get thrilled,
But they say these cows can produce,
Two liters of water and fatty solute,
Hearing of the printing machine,
Creating of wealth of two dollars per head,
If kept in the stores to rest,
The termites may eat and excrete.

What a great places these are!
The towns are carpeted with black hair,
Oceans of emotions, many loan sharks lurk,
They have the cows, gazing at the bulls,
Skeletal and skinny in structure,
the teats at the fat less udders,
What a magic it is! what a magic it is!
These cows can produce five liters,
Those cows can produce seven liters,
Loaded containers arrive with dollars,
Of fishing hooks to suck out the blood,
The cows of the government bonds,
Let them mature and let our kids malnourished.

Poet's Notes about The Poem

when the US government bond offers 2% interest, emerging markets such as India and Indonesia are offering more than 5%. Our bureaucrats are magicians and they talk about the survival of the fittest and the loan shark problems in our region are unbearable..

Comments about The Survival Of The Weakest! by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

  • Tirupathi Chandrupatla (8/23/2013 6:40:00 PM)

    A lesson in economics in an understandable language for dummies. Beautifully put. Thank you. (Report) Reply

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  • (8/22/2013 5:10:00 AM)

    this is the voice of a child from usual I am touched..Aswath Raman. There are millions of youngsters are stranded without knowing what to do in their life in their own mother land, because our system and corrupt bureaucratic are shorted to see the welfare of self not as a whole. when we think of self, in the national level, we will not progress. Our country men can work, our country men can prove, our country men have achieved a lot...but how these successful people have helped their poor country men is the major question to ask, particularly they are used as the tools to represent another country to compete with our own deprived people.
    Darwin is right, that is why I would like to know how the weakest can survive in this harsh world, because in certain countries 100% of the people are well taken care off, to Indian standard, why in our country 70% of our population is neglected Thank you for your comment..
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  • (8/22/2013 3:54:00 AM)

    The message is loud and clear VS Ma'am! Quite interesting too. The big magic man, when he is hesitant to look at the needs of people, and try to balance the caste equations and beg at the feet of waitresses, what more do you expect? Is there anyone, any educated average man, who has an influence over the things happening in the said distant land? No. Is there anyone who does not wish to see the distant land as a heaven? No. Is it the mistake of the younglings for the state it has reached? No. Does that mean young ones do not try? NOT AT ALL! We try. We desperately try to milk from the iron udders of The Holy Cow but unfortunately the giant leeches and small mosquitos have sucked out the milk! We try to feed The Holy Cow but alas! There is no more green in this Distant land except the dry meadows left by corporate bulls! We try to inject the medicines to The Holy Cow for its diseases but OMG! Then we become the unwanted, undesired vets! (Remember Durga Nagpal, the latest undesired vet!) So what do you think Ma'am! Should we relapse into our own cozy little world created elsewhere, preferably the developed countries, or should we burn out in the huge flame and end up as a handfull of ash without an impact, without support from the public? And there comes the hardest choice we ever make, to abandon the sinking ship and to jump out for own life. To pull it up, we need more than one man. And there we recite sulking down the bitter truth, that Darwin was right.

    Sorry for the long irritating comment.
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 21, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, August 23, 2013

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