Prize Of The Society Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Prize Of The Society
He married not
Whom he loved.
He had loved not
Whom he married.
He had still to lead a life
With the one he married,
Happy or unhappy,
Fated and bonded,
As a yoked bullock
Lest he should face
The wrath of the whip
The society might wield.
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Friday, September 3, 2010
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