Kesav Venkat Easwaran
Of Life Ladder And Manners - Poem by Kesav Venkat Easwaran
The cobra bites in bad time
The evil bite all time!
On every footslog forward
A prey to envy: Life!
The tree is small with branches all
Helping the dwarfs in sprawl;
The fruits are at a distance hands’
Why try out a ladder tall?
The man must always come first
What is of him only next!
With man manners must come first
Man sans manners looks a beast!
14th April 2010
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