To fined peace
Anxiety, jealousy and regrets plague your thought.
Habits, customs and worships waste your time.
Greed, sex and revenge spoil your mind.
Importance, identity and influence mar your chances.
You must prevail upon them to find peace.
15.04.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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