Who Is That? .........Nagging! Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

These roads are well paved with rules and punishments,
The gradients are well measured not to overrule,
Old ideas of sticky tars are replaced with concrete slaps,
Who is that to tell me to be careful, while I drive?

Taxed continental horse or the cheap tropical mule,
Whatever I choose to mound, thanks to the auto gear,
GPS is on my dashboard to guide me to unknown place,
Who is that to tell me to be vigilant, while I work?

I am a modern kid, sucking lollypop, even in thirties,
Fashionable games in my gadgets, those play the old tunes,
Of home and commitment, while my stomach starts to bloat,
Who is that to tell me to be more cautious, while I sleep?

We are peaceful people hiding our guns below the mattress,
We are the people, who follow the rule of law, when we eat,
Silence is kept in our hearts and start to talk when we are drunk,
Who is that to tell me to enjoy my stroll, while stumbled by the dust bin?