A War Between Polyandry and Polygamy

I don’t want wars between the nations
As they have hidden bombs to hurl.
They have groups of spies and quislings
to augment the animosity for wreaking havoc.
The soldiers loot the gold of women and then shoot.

I don’t want the animals to fight with each other.
To let out their ire, they come down to plains
They devastate the crops and kill the innocent men.
The animals wild don’t want to call a truce,
though our Vets conduct camps to assuage their rage.

If a war breaks out between the polyandrous women
and the men who practise polygamy,
only brooms and slippers will be whirling.
Before they draw out the swords from the sheaths
or load the guns to shoot, they will reach a compromise
and add one more wife or hubby to their account.

poem by Rajendran Muthiah
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