Praise or abuse, as you like.

When you praise a scripture,
When you praise a classic,
Or when you praise a leader,
You feel happy, as a slave does.
Others are there to vouch for.
When you criticize them all,
You feel happy, as a rebel does.
Others are there to lend voice.
You can choose either way.
You can rise up that way.
29.04.2001, Pmdi.

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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