The Angels And The Devils Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

It is past that I believe in omens,
Superstition, ghosts, rites and talismans
It is past that I practice flattery
And bribery for the favour of gods.
It is past that I spend time and energy
In hero worships and men kingship.
It was once that I had in kith and kin
Much faith that they would bail me out
When I was caught in trouble.
I no longer adopt hypocrisy,
Show vanity and yield to slavery.
Many things done seem to be mockery.
With leaves turning yellow, what is the use?
Devils did their rounds ere Angels came to play.
17.03.2008