Catty Talk Between God Of Death And A Professor Poem by Rajendran Muthiah
Catty Talk Between God Of Death And A Professor
' Travel posthaste to hell
to receive the award
of excellence for acts
sinful and illegal'
' I didn't seek awards
the State or national
and international.
I won't slink to hell'
' It isn't mortal award.
In all your seven births
you had done wrongs severe.
See me, I'm God of Death'.
' Please don't sling the noose.
To tease, deflower, rape
molest...I have all rights
for guiding them to Ph.D'
' You did the crimes unseen
in College research lab.
You deserve the award
for your depraved conduct'
' I can't take the students
to lodge raided often.
I get money from men
and honey from women'
' O You caterer of Ph.D
A posthumus award
you will get in the hell
from the ghoul of HIV'
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4/25/2024 7:35:23 AM # 1.0.0.1119
If there's a PHD holder must be a person who passed him through an exam or viva voce..mean he's not great enough and the one who passed that person was passed by other person...so there's no qualification for us to measure how qualify for us to talk with God. For people who believe in God, we believe God knows more than what us hold...of course a master must be superior to the under. Human has a value which when we small we ask but when we bigger we forget all past..so whoever we are we still human and God is above us_Unwritten Soul