A Game Played Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
A Game Played
It is a pleasure to have women;
Shameless, I go after women.
It is a pleasure to please kids.
Shameless, I beg or grab money.
Jealousy is in my root.
Guiltless, I wait for one’s down fall.
Revenge is in my tip.
Guiltless, I wait for a chance.
Vice is the inner part of life.
To uncover is a game played.
(28.06.2011)
Sunday, August 28, 2011
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