Treasure Island

Dr.V.K. Kanniappan

(17.10.1944 / Madurai, Tamil Nadu, India)

Beware! Grown Up Children!


Children need parental love,
Children utilise parental services,
Children get life with parental guidance,
Children want parental money and property;

As children grow and earn on their own,
Parents get older and senior in their turn,
Parents getting older and lose their memory,
asks many doubts and queries everyday;

Grown up children are not patient
nowadays for every parental query,
They care for their own children only
and blow up their parents to old-age homes!

The history will repeat,
Beware! Grown up children! !

Submitted: Friday, February 17, 2012
Edited: Sunday, February 19, 2012
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