They Aren’t Idle Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

They Aren’t Idle



One cannot but see or hear.
One cannot but smell or taste.
One cannot but feel the weather.
One does these without wages.

I cannot but opine or advice.
I cannot but praise or condemn.
I cannot but indulge in gossips.
I do these without wages.
Senses and ego can’t be idle.

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Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Aravayal, karaikudi, Tamil Nadu, South India
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