I Am A Warm Worm... - Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
The intensity of this feeling,
Not same as the dribbling,
Over the food clothed with icing,
The strength of this feeling,
Not strong enough for sustaining,
Over the economy covered with cheating,
The power of this feeling,
Not powerful enough for questioning,
Over the system manipulated with corrupting,
The desire in this feeling,
Not desirable for developing,
The fellow human are in tears and weeping.
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