Either it’s the weather or the weatherman.
Either it’s the traffic or the traffic policeman.
Either it’s the erratic power or the deafening sound from the tower.
Either it’s the scarcity of water or the flooding caused by excessive rain.
Either it’s too much work or the lack of work.
Either it’s the election campaign speech or your noisy neighbour’s screech.
Either it’s the delay of your flight or the co-traveller to your right.
Either it’s the hectic working day or a boring holiday.
Either it’s too much industrialization or a lack of urbanization.
Either it’s the serpentine queue or any other issue…
So what if one day we all go insane
We still have every right to complain! ! !
15 June 2010
1: 45 pm
Gita Ashok
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/every-right-to-complain/
