Righter

Righters

In this new era and kiloyear
We are the jack of many trades
And incredibly, master of all.

We are advocates,
In our vituperating lines
For your rights we clamor.

We are physicians,
The world we heal with words,
With lines, we diagnose her cancer.

We are architects,
With continuous dots
The world we give a befitting design and pattern.

We are engineers,
With our satire, we carryout repairs
On the weak and dilapidating system.

We are comedians,
Our humorous lines we employ
To provoke and burst your jar of laughter

We are psychologist
Through the path of pain and pleasure
We both embark, without you being there.

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