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Wrote this for a challenge on a forum. The challenge is to use the line “when right is wrong” in the poem. Here it goes.

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Driving down the lane
Humming, whistling, singing a tune
In a very happy, bouyant, carefree mood
Almost baked, roasted, in the month of June

Suddenly, something fished my attention
Screeching brakes and a loud scream
As if it woke me from my dream
Saw some people running to a spot

Stopped my car, by the roadside
Got out and ran to the site
It was an accident, a deadly one.
A chill, a shiver trickled down my spine

Shrieks, excruciating, fulgarating pain of the hit
Amidst abrupt, shrill, rapid noise of public
I helped the victim, out of the car
Luckily, the nearest hospital was not far

Hurried, tense, half-lost,
Made a quick rapid call to one O two.
Then got the phone from the victim’s hand
Dialled the number that was last scanned

Hardly two minutes did it take
The police arrived and the ambulance too
Things could have been bitter, scarce and odd.
We helped him in, all thanking god

Unusually happy, satisfied, Got back to my car
Standing there was a traffic hawaldar
As if he was waiting for this very hour
like for a fish, a fisherman waits
Sitting by the river, after he baits

He looked at the car and turned to me
As if he was following a royal decree
With a wicked grin and a happy smile
Morphed me into a villain from a hero
with the snap of a finger, within a while

He filed a challan of Rupees thousand
Demanding this money he viciously stared
Trying to scare, he ll get the car towed
I tried to explain what had happened there

I told him that an accident had taken place
And I was seeing if i could help them out
If there was something i could do to help
And my intentions were clear without a doubt

He ignored my pleas, uninterested to understand
The only thing that was of interest to him
Was the violations of rules, an act to be punished
With three options that he gladly offerred
Either bribe him, pay him or get the car towed

I knew I was wrong and have violated a law
Finding no options to make it out of there
I had to part off with my hard earned
jarred, broke, wondering what was the lesson learnt

When right is wrong and illegal legal
What shd be done, and who is at fault
What is more important ?
A legal act or humanity’s assault

When right is wrong and illegal legal
How to determine what shd be the centrifugal
I thought, I could have just driven by
Like many, who chose to skip n closed their eyes

But then I was happy with what i did
On humanity’s scale, my honest bid
A thousand bucks is nothing for a man’s life
Could hv been anyone, suffering, subjecting that strife

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