Yeah, there are battles to be fought
As Krishna well knew
So did Arjuna, but you know ...
This damn life itself is a battlefield
At home, at the factory, in the parliament
Nay, even in the courthouse
And newspapers and TV.
Where are the Kshatriyas hiding
Why are Vaishyas and Sudras
Taking up the fights
Tell me, O Brahmin.
I know not well what I am
All I know is to speak the Truth
But you have to be shrewd as a snake
In this world which does not tolerate
Who are the blokes who frame laws
Surely they are half-wits and nitwits
Bloody politicians with no brains
No morals, no humour, no nothing
Except greed for money
And hunger for power.
Published by D. Samarender Reddy
Writer & Poet, living in Hyderabad, India. Holds degrees in Medicine (MBBS) and Economics (MA, The Johns Hopkins University). Certified programmer. An avid reader. Worked in various capacities as a medical writer, copywriter, copyeditor, software programmer, newspaper columnist, and content writer. Philosophical in outlook. Bachelor. Vegetarian.
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