Limited Life Left Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

I don't disrespect who all respect me.
I don't respect who all have ignored me.
I don't have regret to leave any field
That has failed to yearn me any credit.
I shall compliment who all have helped me.
I shall not grudge who all have stood in my way.
I shall forget the place not remunerative
And the events that were unproductive.
I am on the verge with limited life.
Help me, my children, die with pain addressed.
14.09.2017