The Skin Dictates Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

The Skin Dictates



His skin is white and mine is black.
Our blood is red and tears, salty.
The souls must have no disparity.
No use, the skin will dictate the terms.
16.06.2008

Saturday, March 12, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: red,tears
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Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Aravayal, karaikudi, Tamil Nadu, South India
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