An Irony of Life
Evil and God
Good and Bad
Since her first dawn.
She has been hearing it;
Of the both sides of the coin,
Of the both sides of human nature.
If a truth for the coin,
A truth for her.
What if she was not subdued
to be good?
What if she was not taught
to worship God?
Was it necessary?
She wonders as she embraces
the cold hard mattress,
in a cold room bolted from outside.
Animal are not taught,
are not cultured.
Yet they know how to be calm,
how to be angry.
Feed and produce.
They know it all.
Love for love
Fight for fight.
Being human,
Why does she lie here,
Life imprisonment.
Is she dangerous?
Those black and white coats,
bound to zero or one,
would not understand
Provocation.
If the tigress is provoked,
She retaliates.
Still, she knows when to stop.
She retaliated.
She stopped.
It's over.
None can harm her
if she wants.
She learnt.
And been judged - a dangerous criminal!
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