We Decay Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
We Decay
I taught my son how to shoot
But not whom and when.
I taught my son how to earn
But not how to show concern.
Brain enlarges; heart shrinks; we decay.
18.12.2007
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
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Sathyanarayana M V S
06 December 2008
Very nice piece. But your son surely inherits your great qualities even without teaching; I am so sure about it.
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5/6/2024 3:47:15 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Wow this is what I call a poetic gem