Merciful to all,
Yet at times to me
You are ruthless. Why?
Obedient by nature,
Sometimes to me
You are defiant. Why?
Every request of any,
You grant readily.
But mine you ignore, Why?
Yes! Supremacy
You have in blood.
That only I want. Honey!
Use it, to quell the fear
11.06.99, Palakkad
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