Telling Bad - Poem by Gajanan Mishra
Telling bad against a man
Behind him is a sin
Never commit such sins, my dear
That would destroy you and your successors.
Acquiring material properties of others
Is a sin, my dear, acquire not anything,
That would destroy you, my dear
Like a poisonous black cobra, that would bite you.
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