Sonnet: Corruption

If hand is greased, no art can be kept clean; The ‘canvas’ if greased, none can paint on it; A corrupt society doesn’t want a ‘saint, ’ Men who receive bribes can’t have a straight Dean. There is no compromise on health matters; The learned quack can’t make connect diagnosis; Imagine his treatment and prognosis; In live’s test-drive, there can’t be defaulters; Why must you blame the cook for the poor broth? Blame thyself for the bad ingredients; A candle-light will attract any moth; Don’t blame the clouds for being light or dense. There is a limit for corruption too; Realize and avoid your Waterloo!