Robbers

Robbers are everywhere,
titled with honors.
They live like kings,
Action of them stings.

When they rob in millions,
as commissions,
actually they let others
to rob in billions.

Those who talk about justice,
corrupt free nations at their home,
bribe our politicians,
to rob from our poor nations.

What you preach can be practiced,
in double standard?
To let your own country to prosper,
why do you let us, the poor, to suffer?

The honorable robbers,
are our politicians,
who rob our peace,
our future and the sleep.

poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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