Don't Target Poets Poem by Rajendran Muthiah

Flirtatious and provocative fairer folks
sling mud on flutes which make amazing lines!
They are erotic and want to be pestered
by the fans who swim in day-dreams.
They wear transparent garish garbs to reveal
not their open, innocent, heaven-made hearts
but to pull the weak ones by their god's gifts.
Poets of the past, present and future
are not role models of puritans or saints.
They ought to err, weep and laugh,
fall and rise to weave soul-moving lines.
If they have the sense to exploit or crush,
the unblemished flowers for the bliss of flesh,
they can't write pulsating songs of music.
They aren't barbarous, furious beasts
to smash, bite, and tear to shreds the blossoms!
When the eyes of some folks flash calls
they fall and falter to swelter in the rot.

High covert culture reins their oscillating minds!
They train themselves the testosterone levels
to control and their flighting wings to fold.
The melodies of the sex predatorsnauseate
and the film- world will throw them out!
Don't target poets, the fools ruled by
the commands of god and the demands of life.