The Poor Devotees Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
The Poor Devotees
Some I begged of; some I bribed; I came up.
Some I hired; some I paid; I have come big.
For all I get money from my devotees.
Godliness is holy to devotees, not to me.
Saturday, September 29, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: money
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8/28/2026 4:57:58 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
As said many devotees beg, bribe, hire and pay to God to become big! Such holy Godliness is not for you.A very good characteristic which all should follow.