The Drive To Please
I stole wares with which to please mother.
I got bribes with which to please my wife.
I corned cash with which to please my kids.
I begged gifts with which to please my grandkids.
The drive to please has taken away my shame.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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