Two Hands Of A Man Poem by P K Joy

In the crowded bus
he slowly looks around
And stealthily stretches
his craving right hand
To touch the young lady
standing by his side
While with the left he protects
his own wife in the crowd,
From the touches and pushes of
the men standing behind.
And his wife is pleased
that he’s a caring good husband!
The poor wife knows not that
the man has two standards
One for his own wife
and the other for other damsels.