Every day you perceive
some new imagined enemy
Will you never ever believe
the only enemy you have is thee?
The latest merely wished
that God would spare your soul
How does that consist
of making her your new kicking goal?
When every one else looks wrong
when viewed from one man's eye
the evidence is very strong
'tis his own eye holds the lie.
A man who has no doubt
that his tallent is strong and bright
need not with hatred lash out
to convince others he is right.
Now if you need a target to shoot
this man gladly takes another turn
You already know I consider it a hoot
from your words I feel no burn
So step on up and cast your stones
but remember wise words that were said
he who his own sin never owns
is the one who is already dead.
Peace to all sane and loving poets of India
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