PARADISE

If an evil paradise is no paradox,
Mother nature is a cunning fox.
If, to every ill we give Botox,
We are merely living in a box.

SALUTING MR PANEERSELVAM  
This is inspired by the story of an honest van driver in Singapore. Read at http://www.straitstimes.com/singapore/van-driver-owns-up-to-hitting-car

Panneerselvam Kulothungan,
You are honesty's new slogan.
In Singapore, you're quite a stir.
So, this is my tribute to you, Sir.

Yes, your accident was a fact,
But none caught you in the act.
For an hour you patiently waited
With twice a confession drafted.

Keen to ease the victim's worry,
Back you went to say you're sorry.
So the reward for your honesty,
Is your freedom from liability.

So, the point that you make
Is never run from a mistake.
How you would prioritize
Is admit, rectify, then apologize.

Such a message of sincerity
Transcends status and seniority;
Neither history nor geography
Can limit your great philosophy.

A SAD DOG THAT DOESN'T BARK

Our sad dog just doesn't bark,
Not even a whimper to hark.
Though never noisy like a lark,
He's so quiet, well off the mark.

An absence of a voice so stark,
Like a throat bitten by a shark.
Or is he hoarse from overbark?
Why so, I'm totally in the dark.

If life's been a walk in the park,
And contentment at benchmark,
Why the lacking in lively spark,
Having only silence for bulwark?