A Personal Duel

A Personal Duel short poem

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A world of glorified crooks and vilified saints.

He is an aspiring politician,
while he is the selfless Samaritan.
He embraces deceit,
while he toils in virtue.
He amasses wealth,
while he mourns over strangers death.
He plots ploy through campaigns,
while he shares a widow’s pain.

What sets them apart?
a missing neuron? childhood or a parent’s touch?
when they bear resemblance,
with two hands, one brain and a heart.

But hate not the former for the latter could be the one to lay the bricks for the path of a sinner.

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