A Modern Population Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Civilization is marching ahead.
Everyone is polished and courteous.
No one is hearty or true.
Internets connect them who are afar.
Who are close are kept afar.
Beauty parlours replace book stalls.
Exposures eat away composures.
The need to wed so as to beget is bygone.
Without wed, without kid, comes honey.
Brain grows while limbs shrink
Resistance yields to comforts.
Civilization is marching ahead.
07.01.2003