veeraiyah subbulakshmi


Daddy, Your Brother Didn'T Give Me The Candy - Poem by veeraiyah subbulakshmi

As an young three years old,
I rode on my uncle’s shoulders,
He showed me his rice fields,
While walking to his house and the barns,
Another uncle was very pious,
And the product of English thoughts,
Neatness and discipline were the key words,
He didn’t know more than money and comfort,
The eldest uncle had the eatery,
He used to feed me sugar candy,
All my uncles were normal human,
They carried me leaving my young cousins,
To cry and walk behind us in confusion,
The children of the man of wealth are always respected,
I experienced this cruel message and a lesson,
When I was put down to cry and walk behind them.


Comments about Daddy, Your Brother Didn'T Give Me The Candy by veeraiyah subbulakshmi

  • Gold Star - 8,357 Points Tirupathi Chandrupatla (7/15/2013 1:57:00 PM)

    The reality that kith and kin of rich are respected is clearly brought out in the poem through innocent observation. Nice poem. Thank you. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, July 14, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, July 15, 2013


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