The Good And The Evil Poem by Vidya Pandarinath

Of the likes and aversion,
The impact of the latter's incursion
Though a minor faction and self grained
Grows intenser and strained
Ensuing dissent and retort;
There was a parley - dialogue sort
Between the twain, the promoter mild
And the other, the dissenter wild;
The soft one found the good spill
As the obverse of every thing evil;
And so there is no need to dole.
The wild one refuted on the whole:
The surmised right cannot be true
For the deemed wrong in lieu;
While the one seems to pay a gain,
The other clings to stay aye with pain;
Tolerance is not forgiving
Cowardice thrusts the being
To manifest a shameful retreat,
And if larger, a submissive defeat.

The poised ruler declares firm:
All brawl, beat, blaze and blast
Cause havoc and victory aghast;
The prowess in Herculean task- pack
Or the burden of globe on Atlas's back
Were the outcome of feats penal,
Perpetuating all goodness, nominal;
The paradox of values antithetical,
With changed space, grows hypothetical.